It’s very early Saturday morning and I am awake. This time not because I couldn’t sleep. I just woke up, rested, how about that! The light from the “filter needs cleaning” light on the air purifier created a weird shadow on the wall because of some clean laundry stacked on the dresser. (This is where the process began.) I lied there looking at it, thinking about my physical therapy exercises and the song from the JC Penney flash mob video started running through my head.

I decided to get up and – what else – blog around a bit. I was thinking about this week’s posts, about all of my posts really. I was thinking about a comment I made on a post entitled Did My Post Suck Today? There were eight hundred or so comments and Sweet Mother!, the blogger took the time to reply to mine. All of them actually.

(maybe I’ll just Google creative process and see what pops up) The house is quiet. motivation solitude…yeah, solitude.

Solitude: a poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;

Weep, and you weep alone

For the sad old earth must borrow its’ mirth,

But has trouble enough of its own.

Sing, and the hills will answer;

Sigh, it is lost on the air;

The echoes bound to a joyful sound,

But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;

Grieve, and they turn and go;

They want full measure of all your pleasure,

But they do not need your woe.

Be Glad, and your friends are many;

Be sad, and you lose them all –

There are none to decline your nectared wine,

But alone you must drink life’s gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;

Fast, and the world goes by.

Succeed and give, and it helps you live.

But no man can help you die.

There is room in the halls of pleasure

For a large and lordly train,

But one by one we must all file on

Through the narrow aisles of pain.

People don’t want to hear bitching and whining. They’d rather hear something that makes them happy. laughter is better than pain – laugh through the pain – we experience greater joy after we endure pain…

oh I hear some birds in the fountain just outside the window and an airplane. Aircraft noise – jets – flight – air – fuel – oh and oil. Filters!

Filters are importantnecessary – essential for optimal performance. Oil, fuel and air filters prevent contaminants from causing damage to our vehicles. We have whole system of filters that function much the same way to keep our bodies working properly. Filters are used to remove harmful bacteria from the air and chemicals from water so it is safe to drink. Cold filtered beer…(beer? what does that have to do with anything? there are filters on cigarettes, that doesn’t keep them from being harmful, where am I going with this?)…Coffee filters keep the grounds contained…(oh I need coffee…I’ll just stop here and go make some.)

Okay where was I? This week’s post, no, I’m past that – wait – is that the correct use of past? Whatever…back to filters. When we manage to filter out the crap like, people who don’t ever follow any rules and over-bearing, snobby asses well-intentioned experts who know all the rules, we can prevent ourselves from getting bogged down clogged up side-tracked and focus on the discovery of something meaningful. Perseverance!

When we acknowledge that not everything in our lives is exactly the way we want it right at this moment and do not allow disappointment to grip us, limit us or prevent us from pursuing our goals – world travel, air travel, space travel, time travel, okay that one is out there a bit, but wouldn’t it be awesome? – we discover that forces believed to hold us down may in fact propel us upward. It’s all relative.

My second book is being conceived. With a small reserve of confidence and precious little feedback for Summoning The Strength, I am pressing onward. The feeling in my left hand is beginning to return, so it must be time to push the limits. This time though I will take care to use my head while I follow my heart. Without the all nighters and certainly with better understanding of my abilities, I am taking some time to travel, research and hopefully have some good stories to tell when I return. In the meantime, I may post. I may not. I haven’t decided. After all, we already know I cannot give it up cold turkey! I have no idea why this text is italicized. I cannot change it no matter what I do. I’m pretty sure it doesn’t matter. Peace.

4 thoughts on “The Creative Process

  1. Hala J. says:

    Great and inspiring post, which is nothing unusual 🙂

    I also seriously loved that poem!!!

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      Thanks Hala J. for all of your comments. I do appreciate them and hope an internet provider will bring you a lightning fast connection someday soon! I too have had to deal with slow connections while trying to use a Virgin Mobile myfi device. It sucked, don’t try it. What a waste of money!!! Maybe I will add the photos to my gallery so you can at least see them. The music is Bach’s Air On a G String.

  2. Lil Fafa says:

    I just got up and out of bed myself—late start here on the West coast. I clicked the TV remote and was hoping to find yet another Law & Order marathon. YES, I am never disappointed on my daily searches.

    During a commercial break, I was pondering why don’t I record all marathons on the DVR—with just one whiff of my T-shirt, I think I know why. Feeling energetic, so I thought let’s try some multi-tasking before I get to see Jack McCoy win yet another case—it never becomes boring. I then decided to click on the computer to see what spam came in for the day.

    After that fun wore off, I thought let’s see what HonieBriggs is doing. After reading today’s blog—I even paused the Law & Order episode to do so—I was inspired when I read in your blog, “…we discover that forces believed to hold us down may in fact propel us upward.” Therefore, I switched off TV, fixed four poached eggs and toast {Heh, it’s 2 pm here, so I consider in a late brunch}, started a load of laundry, and decided it was time for a shower—recall the mention of the T-shirt from above. Thanks for getting me motivated today.

    BTW, I am still reading the book—the characters remind me of the strong women in my life, both past and present, and the similar decisions that they made. I read a bit, but then I become caught up in reminiscing about family, and then feel I have to share my stories with others–yet another motivating influence from you. I am making my way…. some day I will be through it…. just in time for your new release. Who knows, I may even put another load of laundry in and read a few more pages of your book—multi-tasking yet again!☺

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      Lil Fafa you are amazing. When you get to the really good part, let me know what you think. I’m honored you take time out of your hectic schedule to check out what’s going on with HonieBriggs. Thanks for reminding me, I need to do laundry….and take a shower! xoxo

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