Creative Spark
It’s hard for me to imagine life without creating something. There were a number of years where I wasn’t writing anything at all. I was just going to work, knowing I had some serious health issues that likely lowered my life expectancy, and I expected to work a job I didn’t really like until I died. I’d get short reprieves on weekends where I lost myself in reading or watching TV. I derived joy from being with my family. I worked around the house and in the yard. I dreaded Monday. I kind of dreaded everything. I kept my head down and endured life.
Starting to write again and even starting to get money for my writing reawakened something inside me. That creative spark had been neglected for a long time, but it was still there. Reawakening that passion for storytelling reawakened passion in every part of my life. I felt like myself for the first time in a long time. Going full-time as a writer was a scary step, but it felt like I was being true to myself.
I don’t understand life without feeding that creative spark. My life isn’t the same as everyone else’s. We all find meaning and fulfillment in our own ways. When I write, I’m expressing my identity. It defines me to my core and I’m not sure I know any other way to be.
Here are some things you might be interested in:
High Impact Exercises and Low Effort Diet Hacks for Busy Authors
by Jay Wilburn via LitReactor
I literally had a heart attack one month before I sat down to write this. So, what do I know about exercise or diet? I know about starting over and building back slowly from an unhealthy place …
“Goblin Spy”
A young reader story set in the world of Lake Scatter Wood Tales
by Jay Wilburn
Sportak made sure his human costume looked good. It was hard to look human when you were a goblin. Sportak was little enough to be a human child. That was good. He had green skin, pointy ears, and long arms. That wasn’t so great …
Room 138 is a time travel mystery thriller by Jay Wilburn and Armand Rosamilia.
Hank Smith doesn’t remember much of his past. Hank Smith isn’t even his real name. All he knows is that he needs to get to the next room 138 before it’s too late. When he does, he’ll travel to another time to follow the next set of clues to the next room. Then, he finds someone else like him. Does she have the answers he needs?
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