Jul 07, 2004 18:31
Key kids.
So for a quite a while now I've been feeling horrible in the sense that I actually have time to feel horrible about not doing anything....well anything creative, anyway.
I had a long chat with my best friend Owen about this very matter over last weekend, and it turns out has the identical compunction. Yes, he has been in the same mode or whatever you want to call it as I. Just being able to express this for each of us was one great step out of it. Sort of like Alcoholism....hmmm.
So I take this lil' vacation with my honey up North and have a great, relaxed time and I tell her about it, too. She understands but simply says she "never has any ideas anyway so its not that big of a deal." And I can understand where she's coming from, but I myself am much different, so this provides little comfort rather than the fact that I can keep spouting how I feel to people.
I also got to talk with my honey's mother--who I met for the first time--while I was down in San Diego and she gave me advice very related to this issue. She told me that all creators simply recieve. They are creators because they are open enough to recieve. I actually extremely agree with this and realize (or at least think) I have just been unconcsciously refusing to open myself up. I'm sure of it, actually.
The director of a film I shot back in February asked me about a week ago (and I forgot until just a few days ago when he called and reminded me) to brainstorm some ideas for a fake INFOMERCIAL for the beginning introduction to the film, since it is now on its way out of postproduction.
Of course this is peak in my "no idea, failing" phase or stage and that makes me feel even worse, knowing I wn't be able to think of ANYTHING.
So, here it is. I came home this afternoon and started to write. I started to brainstorm and before I knew it, the ideas were flowing like they had years prior. I wrote a five-page spec script in just an hour or so and even had ideas to revise it.
I guess you should treat having ideas and being open like bad dreams -- just tell someone about them and bitch as loud as you can until the Universe hears you. Maybe, just maybe, it'll be nice enough to send you something. And you just might be open enough to recieve it, since you've been bitching this whole time anyway.
Now, how to stay open like a Saigon whore......