Inspiration where art thou
I've come to the realisation that just sitting here trying to think of blog entries is no good. Ideas seem forced and sub par. In fact I'm sure I had an idea as I was falling asleep, but it's long gone now. Now that I'm on the subject, lets talk about inspiration....convenient that.
What is the nature of inspiration. By definition I believe it is the formulation of new thoughts formed either through a trigger mechanism or not.
For me inspiration can be an instantaneous thought that has created itself from the ether. These tend to be quite random, yet no less valid. Inspiration can also manifest itself through certain triggers. For example, when someone is talking about wet dog hair, I may start thinking about Kellogs Frosties (at times they do smell exactly the same, I'm sure of it). However, the links me be hidden from me. Someone can talk about burning flags and I'll think about pelicans playing polo against water buffalos. Weird, but it happens...the inspiration thing that is, not necessarily the polo scenario, although you never can be sure.
Is this all just me or do other people work like this?
This all goes, I hope, in someway to explain why sitting here doesn't help me find topics for blogs. Although, it can happen, but lets face it, they aren't as good. I think I need to take a walk and see what pops out at me. Hopefully a mugger with a witty repartee that I can gather some ideas from.
What is the nature of inspiration. By definition I believe it is the formulation of new thoughts formed either through a trigger mechanism or not.
For me inspiration can be an instantaneous thought that has created itself from the ether. These tend to be quite random, yet no less valid. Inspiration can also manifest itself through certain triggers. For example, when someone is talking about wet dog hair, I may start thinking about Kellogs Frosties (at times they do smell exactly the same, I'm sure of it). However, the links me be hidden from me. Someone can talk about burning flags and I'll think about pelicans playing polo against water buffalos. Weird, but it happens...the inspiration thing that is, not necessarily the polo scenario, although you never can be sure.
Is this all just me or do other people work like this?
This all goes, I hope, in someway to explain why sitting here doesn't help me find topics for blogs. Although, it can happen, but lets face it, they aren't as good. I think I need to take a walk and see what pops out at me. Hopefully a mugger with a witty repartee that I can gather some ideas from.
posted by The Warthog at
1:36 pm
2 Comments:
Is the blank blog less painful than the goading of the blank page? My inspirational rituals involve serried meerkats, an elasticated hammock full of coconuts, staggering amounts of intravenous morphine, an Amerindian penis sheath and a Corby trouserpress stuffed full of kidney beans, which is precisely why I invariably lack any whatsoever. Sometimes even the chaise electrique fails, though let me know how that one pans out for you.
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Anonymous, at 10:36 pm
Well if all goes true to form, you'd never hear from me again. For what inspirational use is an electric chair if it's not plugged in? True, my inspirated thoughts could never be transplanted onto my blog before my veins sizzled, but the thought would be there.
And I think a blank blog is far less intimidating than the blank page. With a blog you don't have to think too far in advance, you can take your time and be as creative as you like. The blank page needs a hell of a lot more preparation before you take a running leap at it in my opinion.
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The Warthog, at 5:09 am
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