3 Confessions a Writer Shouldn’t Make
May 23, 2010 § 21 Comments
Since this past poetry month ended, I’ve lost the impulse to write. And my formerly therapist bones have been ruminating about why…and come up with some not-so-writerly correct answers. So, I confess…
1) I don’t have to write, I choose to write. Now I know this violates all kinds of elitist definitions of “true writers” (and I apologise for those of you who define it that way, but as an chooser, it’s how I feel), but some of us have multiple venues for creative expression and this is only my latest. Will it last? That’s the current question.
2) I write best when I’m emotional. Even before I began writing consistently three years ago, I wrote poems when I was in grief or in love. As a constantly trying-to-be-happy person, my best work bubbled up from broken romance and family angst. Since working on becoming a calm, assertive pack leader for my hyper-excited pup, I’m feeling quite calm. So calm that my muse has vacated – she thrived on angst. (I admit I did have a slight relationship panic attack a week ago, but it’s over now. I’m not perfect.)
3) I’m not sure I want to commit to writing again. (Damn, it’s scary to write this.) What would it mean if I didn’t? That I’m not a “real writer?” That I’m not talented? How would I define myself creatively? Would my creative and literary friends abandon me?
Arggh. I’m having a writer’s midlife crisis. Have you ever had one? How did you resolve it? All creative confessions are welcome!