Being involved with the running of a theatre company for a year seriously damaged my creativity. Just sorting out the day-to-day details left me with very little of my precious free time and my creative juices dried up. When the company ended, I deliberately threw myself into taking a variety of online courses as I didn’t want to get sucked into another theatre venture. Unfortunately, my creative juices didn’t return. I seemed to have been sucked dry.
So I went back to some old stuff and worked on that for a while. It was good to go back and see my work through a fresh pair of eyes but it didn’t trigger anything new.
Then, a couple of weeks ago, I was at a local singer/songwriter’s album launch with some friends when something unexpected happened. There I was, minding my own business, when I was hit by a lightening bolt. A line from one of the songs struck me as being unusual and beautiful at the same time. I couldn’t get the line out of my head. And the more I thought about it, the more I stopped listening to the music and, suddenly, a story began to appear.
My first instinct was to run out of the gig, go home and write it down before I forgot it. But I took a deep breath and told myself ‘not to be so silly’ and that ‘if it was important, I’d remember it.’ So I stayed till the end and then spent a couple of days running the idea round and round my head before sitting down to write it.
And, so far so good, the story telling part of my brain is fully functioning again and I’ve written nearly 3000 words (which may not seem a lot to some of you but, believe me, it is for me). I guess you can’t force things and, when you are truly ready, inspiration will strike – probably from the most unlikely situations.