musings…

Should I preface this post with a disclaimer that I’ve had a few drinks?
I’m spending the week in navy housing with young twenty somethings who do literally nothing besides buy alcohol and talk about drinking while they drink. So I’m sipping a mixed drink and thinking that – god damn I am so inspired by Stephen King right now. Like I just want to go home and set up a desk in my laundry room and smoke cigarettes and churn out novels.
Ok maybe not smoke cigarettes because I quit that more than ten year ago, but you have to admit there is something dirty and romantic about being locked in a small room with cigarette smoke and a typewriter. Or maybe not.
I bet if Mr. King looks back on his beginnings and thinks about the hours he spent locked in a room smoking and typing away, he is probably happy to have kicked that particular habit.
Cigarettes aside, I am so inspired by his book On Writing. I’m repeating myself, but the similarities between the way it made me feel and the way Eckhart Tolle’s books make me feel are so close. One speaks to my spirituality and the other to the repressed author living somewhere deep inside of me.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve known I wanted to write. It’s in my bones. I feel stories. I feel the ideas and the lives of stories. And the thing about writing, according to every writing book I’ve ever read in my whole life, is that you just have to do it. There’s no right way or wrong way or this way about it. If you want to write, you sit down and you fucking write. That’s it. You find that story buried somewhere in your soul, or somewhere in the soul of this atmosphere and you unearth it. You conjure up something that was already there and that has just happened to find a tunnel into this universe via you. You live for it, you give it life.
Listening to Stephen King talk about muses was something that was so right on for me. He talks about a muse sitting in the corner smoking cigars and giving you the story magic when he feels like it. That’s how story ideas happen for me too. I’ll just have one pop into my head. There was no inkling of it prior and then it exists fully. Like a muse just gifted you with it and if you use it, it could be absolute brilliance. But if you don’t, well it’s lost in the ether.
The first time I read A New Earth, Eckhart reached out and touched something inside of me. Something I knew to be true but hadn’t been able to verbalize prior. I feel the same way listening to Stephen King reading On Writing. He is telling me truths I already know.
Am I totally repeating myself? Probably. But I’m excited and it’s so exhilarating to be excited about writing again. So much so that I am inclined to sit down and try writing horror. I thought of a great idea on my drive here… was it muse or audio book inspiration? I’m not sure. But as someone who doesn’t even read or watch anything remotely scary, I was surprised to see it pop into my mind. My muse is cheeky.

2 thoughts on “musings…

  1. Can’t wait to see what you come up with! Having read you for YEARS I know the talent is there!!!

  2. I also have that Stephen King book. It’s really inspirational. I still find myself criticizing myself every time I use an adverb. I don’t know why the dude hates adverbs so much, but that definitely stuck with me. I love writing. I miss writing. You should totally write–I know there is an epic story waiting to be shared with us. 🙂

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