Hello again! <3
Seems like it's been so long since the last post! Here goes another Weekly Snaps edition. I was lucky enough to get another weekend off, and on Saturday morning we headed out for breakfast. Not too long ago I wrote that we rarely did it, but now it feels like we're spoiling ourselves with those brunches!
I also tried watermelon juice for the first time, and oh my God, I'm sold. There's nothing more refreshing in the world that this! A giant cup for $3 seemed like a deal. Then my boyfriend finally decided to get his bike fixed (hope someone enjoys using that stolen wheel of ours!), and while we were waiting at the shop, I couldn't help taking a quick snap of the cutest LED lights I've ever seen. What do you think, a cat or a lion? :)
This post actually has been sitting in my drafts since Sunday. It's not quite about my weekend, as you might have thought. Obviously if you're reading this, I decided it was worth posting. Here is why.
I did head out one more time on Saturday to write at the coffeeshop because I couldn't quite get myself to focus at home (yeah too much napping). Someone asked me if I was writing a story or a journal. "A story," I said, "It's a story!". They said it was a rare thing to see someone writing down a story in a notebook. "Very old-school," I laughed. It kind of is. I like writing in a notebook with a pencil. There's something about it that makes you feel closer to your characters. I don't think it's possible to write a whole story in a notebook, though, and I will transfer it to my laptop eventually. I actually wonder what Jane Austen would say to me about that... "Not possible, eh?" I just don't like how many distractions there are when I use my laptop. Plus, it feels much more personal and creative. Remember when I decided to start a journal after having finished Paris Letters? Part of it was starting Weekly Snaps, another part was devoting time to writing. All to boost creativity and to "set changes in motion". I feel like it makes so much sense to do it by hand.
You know, even though the story and the characters mean so much to me, sometimes I feel almost guilty for writing. Why? There are two reasons for that. As for one of them, Rebecca wrote a whole post about creativity here that I loved, and here are a few lines of hers.
"It's almost expected that we all want whatever creative thing we do to be our source of income."
As a part of generation that shapes the boundaries of employment right and left, I too feel like whatever creative thing I do, it has to become my career as well. But since it has nothing to do with my actual job, it feels almost as if I'm doing something wrong, like I'm still playing with toys at 26. "Writing at a coffeeshop, eh?" says a little voice in my head. Who doesn't write fantasy stories these days? Are you going to publish it, even? "No, it's not like this," I say. "I'm just going to finish it for myself and I'm neither the next JKR nor Tolkien nor Suzanne Collins. I'm not thinking of publishing it because it's probably nothing groundbreaking". "Then what is the point of doing it?" says the nasty little voice.
So what is the point of being creative when it doesn't pay your bills? When it is not something you can take a leap into right this second, quit your day job and go rent a boat house in Seattle?
There's a point. What is absolutely no point doing is denying who you are. Telling stories is what I am. Some characters have been with me for a very long time, and something that I discovered is that if you were a writer once, it really never goes away. The characters of those unfinished stories never leave you. Sometimes you hear them talking to you out of sudden, talking to each other, reminding you that they want their story told. "We are still here," they say. "We want you to pick up this pencil. If you don't tell our story, no one ever will".
"I think this is probably the most important lesson you can bear in mind when it comes to creativity and that is that everything we create is subjective. What we think is incredible and totally inspiring to somebody else might be poor and lack imagination."
And the other way around. Maybe something that you don't see as groundbreaking today turns out to be great tomorrow.
You don't have to make whatever creative activity you enjoy your career. Maybe one day you will, but if today is not the day, it's okay. Too often when we work for someone else it can feel like we're also living our lives for the corporate structure, but it's not the case if we dedicate time to something that soothes our souls and makes us feel like ourselves again.
To finish, another reason why I was doubting whether or not I should publish this post was that I was afraid. I thought, who was I to call myself a writer? What if as soon as I did, I wouldn't write anymore? What if I'm just an imposter? Isn't it ridiculous? We should never feel ashamed for doing something creative. And we should never be afraid of speaking up about what makes us happy and makes our world a brighter place.
Let's have a wonderful week! xxx