The Confabulator Cafe

Tag: creation

  • Genesis

    In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth, and thought, huh, that was easy.

    He realized that telling the difference between the two in the eternal darkness was trying, so he went to work and created light. And He saw that it was good, so he kept going. Working quickly now, he caused waters to fall and land to rise, giving Him someplace to rest while keeping dry. But the land was barren, and boring, so after a nap, God decided to spruce it up.

    So He made grass, and trees, and fruits, and vegetables, and all matter of plants, and set them about the land. Just for kicks, he put some in the waters too. Wanting a little more change, He created the Sun, and the Moon, and in an act of legendary juggling, He set them all spinning about each other, creating Day and Night. For a whole day He was content with his creations. (more…)

  • No Warm Fuzzies from Writing Right Now

    I have to be completely honest: I haven’t felt that great about my writing for a long time.  Part of the reason for that is because I haven’t written anything more than a blog post or flash fiction in a long time. While I love the fact that the Cafe keeps me writing, there’s not a whole lot to these posts, and sometimes I only feel relief that I’m finally caught up with my assignments than any pride in their creation. Some assignments, like this one, are difficult to respond to because I’m not doing any writing outside of this, certainly nothing I’ve felt good about.

    But it hasn’t always been this way. I used to feel good about my writing. It used to be that just the act of writing was what felt good.

    I also really liked when I read back over something and I found something that made me laugh out loud. Knowing that even if nobody else in the world thought that particular joke was funny, at least I was able to catch myself off guard and make myself laugh at something my subconscious mind came up with when in the writing zone.

    I miss the writing zone.

    My best writing came when I got lost in the zone and wrote without even thinking about where I was going. It might be my biggest strength as a writer, letting thoughts flow and let the flow take me to places I didn’t necessarily expect. Trusting my instincts, my subconscious mind, to craft artistic sentences while still expanding plot with good pacing and developing characters.

    But I haven’t been able to do that for awhile. I haven’t been able to let go, and I haven’t trusted myself enough to get lost in the zone lately.

    I’d give a lot to be able to feel good about my writing again. Just thinking about what I used to love about it, thinking about what used to make me feel good about it, might be enough to motivate me to try again. Maybe it’s time to let go and see where the writing zone takes me again.