On days where it seems like I am hitting a brick wall with my characters, I get so envious. Of who you ask? My kids They are 1, 3, and 5. Their imagination astounds me all the time. It reminds of me that children are so innocent, they haven’t been tainted by life’s worries yet. There is no stress blocking their creative flow, it just comes naturally, and though I am a little envious, I am also so happy they can experience that for some of their life anyway 🙂
On another note, my husband and I are trying to buy a house and as we look at different places, all I can think of is “Is there a space for me to write?” Can I find some nook and cranny where I can have a corkboard and messy piles of papers and sticky notes all over things? I hope so. I need a space to let my creativity thrive, where I don’t have to put it away.
Do you have a special place where you write?