I get this feeling sometimes when I’m reading or watching a movie or even just living. This feeling is an ache; it’s a tension in my chest. It screams to get out of me with no real focus of what or how, like trying to fit an explosion in the tip of a ballpoint pen.
Sometimes it’s jealousy. Why didn’t I think of that? Why couldn’t I have had those words appear in my mind’s eye so I could put them down and make someone else feel this way. Why am I the one who’s jealous?
Sometimes it’s a want for time, focus, the ability to take that ache and turn it into something beautiful. But it occurs in the middle of the night, nowhere near a keyboard, nowhere near consciousness.
Sometimes it’s happiness to know that I can feel this way, and if I can feel this way, someone else can feel this way. One day I will have a thought, and I will put it down and one day someone will feel an ache because of my words.
It is the middle of the night as I write this. I had an ache. I woke up. I wrote it down. Because that’s what I do. I’m a writer.
That ache is beautiful and results in beautiful words. I think you being a writer is the best way to get rid of this ache, or atleast to use it to the fullest.
Absolutely. It’s that ache that drives me to put so much into my writing and make the sacrifices I do–all of it worth it.
Great post. I know of this ache that you talk about. When I hear beautiful music, watch a great movie, or witness something special, I feel tingly or get an aching feeling near my heart. It’s times like these I try to soak everything up to use later on.
Great website.
Thank you!
That’s a great way of putting it. Writers need all the inspiration we can get but we can’t always use it right away. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could box it up and save it for a rainy day?
I totally agree. For now I use a pen and paper and try to recapture what I feel as soon as I feel it…otherwise it’s gone.