Yesterday, I wrote about how I’m drawn to try new things, instead of, for instance, resting on my music laurels—whatever those are. (Check out yesterday’s post.)
See, I have a couple story ideas. Basic plotlines and characters for two different novels. However, I’ve not dabbled in fiction in quite a long time. Really, not since high school English class. The same could be said of composing. I was prolific in high school. I’d sit in class and write lyrics, which I’d set to music later at home. Now, none of it was any good, but at least I was exercising that creative muscle.
Once Upon a Time
Back to the fiction. Since I love technology, I searched for an iPad app or computer software to help me develop my ideas. There are some wonderful tools for storyboarding, character development, research organization, etc. But I was intimidated by these tools, because I realized there might be a bit more to writing fiction than simply opening a new Word document and starting with, “Once upon a time …”
I love good fiction to the point that I’d probably not be satisfied with anything I’d attempt. See, I seldom offer myself grace like I do for others. I forget that I’m simply a novice, that I haven’t been writing for 25 years like I’ve been playing music. But I’m also concerned about these ideas, which I think are unique and full of potential, because I doubt I’ll be able to do them justice. So I’ll start somewhere else.
I’m going to employ some creative writing exercises, the result of which I may even post here. But this means I may need to write less blog posts. I’ll try to stay somewhat regular with posting, though likely not every day. I’m not going to force myself to write a post just to get it out there. I did that the other day. When I was done with the post, I realized that I didn’t even want to read it, and I usually like what I write—at least, I’m growing comfortable with my voice, just like I had to with my singing voice.
Looking for the Ideal Coffee House
The other day I visited a new coffee place. New for me, at least. A friend told me about it. I sat down with my bagel and coffee and thought, I could write in a place like this. That was my first thought. I usually work in coffee houses, getting stuff done for music ministry, and I occasionally write blog posts. But that new place triggered something. It said, You can do this. So I’m going to try.
Would I be better served focusing my artistic vigor into one form? Perhaps. But if I have the ability, then I want to invest in it. Jesus said something about how we’ll be asked about what we did with what God gave us.
I may never master any of my trades, but I will certainly enjoy them.