George Takei says: “It is in those moments when our minds are clutter-free that true inspiration awakens.”
True inspiration: If you create… if you’re an artist, a poet, a photographer, a programmer, a composer, a musician, etc… you know true inspiration is instinctual, intuitive, primeval; it’s what Freud called the unconscious, what Carl Jung called the collective unconscious, and what writers and others call Wild Mind.
I sometimes think of Wild Mind as sort of an un-state of mind. I know I’ve reached this state when my first drafts basically write themselves. And there’s the rub: the story ideas roaming around inside my cluttered conscious mind usually go nowhere.
Good Story Ideas I’ll (probably) never write:
Shaky Road – An unhappy couple take a long road trip.
Idea Guy – Sort of ironic, eh?
Scenes From an Apartment – Can’t remember (:
Below are some of the stories that came from – or at some point were taken over by – my cluttered conscious mind where my idea of the story took the reins, making sure the story followed what I thought/wanted it to be.
I’ve already written and rewritten these stories many times, and they still don’t work.
Stories from Good Ideas That Still Don’t Work:
Madison’s Absence – A man’s out of body experience.
We’re Not Them – A pregnant woman’s paranoia her baby will be born mentally ill.
How She Will Live – A cautious woman who finds herself single and suddenly in lust.
Bottom line, I’ve learned it’s okay to get your conscious mind (where you inner editor lives) involved when you’re critiquing your creation and when you’re re-working it. And let’s face it, we could all use a good editor!
But hard knocks have taught me that your first draft/sketch/form should come from your instinctive, intuitive Wild Mind, the seat of your originality.
Your inner editor might not like it, but your creations definitely will. But enough about me. How do you get to your Wild Mind? Music? A photo? Meditation? Doodling?
I’m working on a story that my unconscious sleeping mind wrote and was fully formed when I woke up.
I love that Pat! What’s it about?