I’ve been working on a number of different creative things in the past few days –
- writing poetry
- turning my novels over in my mind
- starting a short story
- how to depict myself in a comic strip.
It struck me this morning that these are not all separate projects at all: these are all part of a larger work, and feed into each other. A larger, modular work. I’m creating the Ikea of creativity…or stories or something. If that makes sense.
I have no idea why it took me so long to realise this.
I have no idea how I didn’t realise before that I think in collage.
I’m always finding or making connections between disparate materials or scraps of information.
An ad on TV, a panel from a graphic novel, a topic to write for a client’s blog posts, a scene from my novel…the shape of the trees outside my window, someone’s photographs on tumblr, a piece of quantum mechanic theory, the shape of computer code with the visuals all stripped away. My mind moves at a billion miles a minute but that’s how it is and I’ve just realised that I should embrace this fact.
These constant connections and ways of making and of being make me and my work who I am and what it is.
And maybe that’s a great thing. Continue reading “Taking Charge of the Creativity Brainplosion”