Spur-of-the-Moment Writing

I write every day. Not as a rule, but just because I have so much energy; I can’t help but contain my joy at writing.

 

Going into college, I came with the perspective that I ought to bore over drafts and drafts of writing just to get the perfect spot. But sometimes, as my professor said, the first drafts are the sweetest.

 

I’ve gone through three years of college now. Creative writing comes naturally, and I realizes that it’s through practice that I’ve achieved this ease. Whenever I look at a tree—or even a shopping cart in Wal-Mart—I get images of stories, of girls and boys in fantasies, in hideouts and runaway trains, in dragon caves and babbling brooks, in fairy tales and Never Land. All these places I’ve found in the landscape of my mind, and I unleash them through stories.

 

Now I’ve gotten to the practice of writing. Yes, it sounds boring. It even sounds tedious. Sometimes, when I’ve done spur-of-the-moment writing, I’ve found myself itching to do something else, or finding that, through the hurrying of essays and homework assignments, I’ve got better things to do.

 

But sometimes, I’ve found that the greatest gates of freedom as a creative writer lie in the spur-of-the-moment writing, when I get a flush of emotion at seeing the beautiful pines that adorn this campus, or the rush of wind I feel from the lakes. Seeing these natural beauties in Minnesota bring me a wave of ecstasy, and I find that when I write, I release and preserve this ecstasy in the smallest fraction I can, realizing how big my ecstasy actually is.

 

Now to the writing: Yes, it takes practice to make perfect, as we’ve all heard. But no, it doesn’t have to be tedious. Even if it feels a little strained, I’ve learned that writing can be one of your greatest tools if you learn to sharpen it. So this is what I’ve done: I’ve found an image or gotten an idea. I scribble it as fast as I can on my phone or notepad. I might go back, cure up a little phrases, and voila. I have a sketch of writing I may or may not use in my final work, but at least it’s practice, and it captures my heart.

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