Where Has It Gone?!

The title of this post refers to my creativity, my imagination, my inspiration, my finesse, whatever you wish to call it ... it's GONE.

disappeared

Every photograph I take is rubbish. Not nearly good enough to put in my gallery or portfolio.

I know, my photography needs a lot of work, but I have zero ideas of what to photograph. I have a creative block, and a huge desire to get out there and take pictures.

Not good.

Every word I write is utter nonsense.

I am working on The Novel, but it's inane. It doesn't flow, there are no marvellously crafted sentences. That can, of course, be rectified with some editing. The main thing is to get the story down on the page. The problem is, I have no idea where the story is going. My characters are standing still, they have found themselves in a situation to which they do not know how to react. I am trying to think for them; what would I do? What should they do? How would they react? I impress the difference between I and They here, because they are of course their own multi-faceted personalities, and my own reactions to a situation may, and in fact frequently does, differ from theirs.

When I write, I start with a jumping off point, so to speak. A place from which my story will begin, and a place where it will end - or a rough idea of how it will end at least. The middle of the story forms itself throughout the writing process. The characters' actions cannot be planned meticulously, as ideas and twists frequently come to mind between beginning and end. Some find themselves included, many more disgarded, filed to the back of my mind for another story, another book, another time.

I have reached Chapter Five now, and the journey my two main characters are on has well and truly started. In order to bring them a little more to life right now, we shall call them Jason and Kylie, although of course, these are not their "real" names. As their "real" names are subject to change, we will for now stick with slightly more comical versions.

So, as I said, Jason and Kylie have begun their irreversible journey, and are already beyond the starting post. But now they are stuck; they are unsure of what to do next, which road to take, as am I, and they are not thinking for me. The temptation here is to waffle, to try and pad out the moments between significant events, and to put too much of myself into their characters and potentially take the story into an entirely different direction to the one in which it is headed. It has to cross the designated finishing line, but right now, I have absolutely NO idea of how it is going to get there.

If you find my inspiration, send it back to me with a flea in its ear. :)