The Penny Has Dropped!

I think the penny has dropped! After a few weeks of speculating and circling around in my mind; it has dawned on me why I have been struggling with ideas. Finding ideas as subjects to write about that is.

When I was at college, there was the interaction of the other students and the coursework which stirred the thoughts in my mind but now I am not at college anymore. Although I loved it immensely and miss it terribly, I found it extremely tiring going in every day. There was always some sort of conversation when I was at college which I thoroughly enjoyed. I could say that I was having a good student’s social life; going to college, then going out on the town for nights out, college socials, birthday parties, and even class trips out.

Now partly due to being in a lot of pain and discomfort and other reasons, I rarely have nights out, day trips out, birthday parties and socials which is normal for when you leave college. In fact, I rarely go out at all, partly I’m happy about and don’t always feel up to being out and about but also partly leaves me wondering about things. Sometimes doing what your body tells you it needs, doesn't always agree with the creative mind.

However, please note that this is not me complaining, because I can assure you I’m not. This is just an explanation of me explaining why I think I am struggling with ideas. I think it is fair to say that inspiration comes from experience and visualisation of the outside world, not from doing the usual things that are not necessarily creative. Am I making sense? I’m not sure...

As a child, I was forever writing stories (which included having my friends as characters), playing out on the street and making crafty things which in a sense were what I called fun. These were when I weren’t at school, obviously. J

Now that I am older, I hardly draw or make crafty things, socialise with as many people as I once did, it is harder to find the inspiration I need. Verging on the conscious mind, I feel I am beginning to feel frustrated with myself for not having the inspiration I so dearly crave for. Reading this, you would probably just tell me to get out more, which is the right thing to do, depending on the circumstances but as you know, this is getting more difficult for me to do so. I mean with the Ehlers Danlos Syndrome and the pain it’s causing me to be in.

Thankfully I have the love and understanding of my dear family, who I hold dear to my heart and all of my friends, those who I see regularly, those who I see from time to time and those who chat to me occasionally online. They always show an interest in whatever I write or whatever I need checking over. This is I am extrememly thankful for. :-)
I know I will find the inspiration again soon, somehow, just got to believe in that it will happen.

So yeah the penny has dropped, hasn’t it?!!