Posts Tagged ‘writing’

The Best Creative Advice

In Thoughts on August 31, 2014 at 4:33 pm

…that I’ve stumbled upon yet. Am I really qualified to tell you which advice is good and which is crap when pursuing your creativity? Hell no. I haven’t done anything creatively great in my life. So, what I’m here to say is that this guy has a great idea that we should listen to simply because it is laid out in a way that hasn’t been done before. He expands upon how to “cultivate” your passion and, what I found to be most important, how to recognize opportunity that may lead to a new, more fulfilling passion. Read:

How many “passions” have you had in your life? When you were 8, what was it? Working on your boy/girlscout badges? What about 15, a specific sport? What about when you were 18… did it change? Mine did. All of my areas of interest have generally stayed in similar categories but my “passion” has changed. My focus when I was 18 was to become a makeup artist. I’ve always been great at it, and I loved learning about products and colors and techniques. Fast forward three years and I can’t learn enough about great works of literature and the emotions and histories that inspired them. I still enjoy doing makeup, but it’s no longer my passion. Why? Because I pursued it with room for growth. I built an expensive makeup kit, accompanied my friend who, at the time, was an aspiring (now successful) model to each of her photoshoots and did hours worth of work for free. I teamed up with photographers and began doing other models’ faces – actually for decent money. I researched cosmetology schools to go to, what type of makeup field to pursue (film and fashion are two VERY different things), and all the while I was focusing on how to better my craft.

See, I worked wholeheartedly on pursuing my passion, but something changed. I took a British Literature class and it sparked a new passion for me. I realized that I enjoyed reading poetry more than I enjoyed being a makeup artist. This didn’t happen overnight. As I read for the class, I realized how much poetry could influence my life; how it could help me make sense of things and find new ways to view life. I continued doing makeup for a while, but semesters after that class I was still going back to my textbook and finding new poems. I finally changed my major to English Literature, and as time went on, my interest in makeup artistry burnt out. I still enjoy doing it but I feel that now I’ve found something that makes life worth living. Maybe that sounds extreme, but it’s how I view great writing. Had I not taken the opportunity to learn more about this new interest, I wouldn’t have found my new passion. Likewise, had Steve Jobs not seen the opportunity to make money by selling Apple computers to everyday people, he would not have recognized his passion for being a technological innovator. Computers would have remained only an interest in his life, second to his passion of eastern mysticism. Jobs combined his former passion with his new interest, which shaped his inventive ideas and allowed his new interest to cultivate into a lifelong passion.
The point here is: You can have multiple passions throughout your life. Life isn’t black and white, it’s neutral warm, mauve, and brownish black. So do not allow your current passion to cloud your view of opportunity in new interests. Passion makes life worth living; do not hinder your opportunities to cultivate new passions.




In Thoughts on May 6, 2014 at 12:40 pm

Life’s purpose is different for each of us. It also evolves with each of us over time, as situations change, as opportunities arise, as our eyes are opened wider. When someone asks you the sole question “What major goal gives your life meaning right now?” What do you say? We each have different goals for our lives, some more pressing than others with time limits that may be self-imposed. I know I do. I believe our best creativity comes from our early twenties, while our minds are still changing, and our brains are having their final growth spurt. This belief is driving me to work on my first life goal, something I want to contribute to the world to give my life some meaning, to justify why I’m here. I want my writing to touch people the way great authors have touched me. It isn’t just some frivolous art but rather life or death. Had I not read some of the poems I did in the year after my father’s passing, I’m not sure if I’d still be here right now. That sounds so harsh, I know, but those connections are what made me feel alive when nothing in the outside world could. It sure makes you feel much less lonely when you can connect with a poet from the eighteenth century, knowing there was someone out there that felt exactly what you feel at one time. The authors conveyed these messages to me that helped me with what I was going through more than a therapist ever could. The poems said exactly what I wanted to say when I couldn’t form the words myself. They helped me grieve. They taught me that it is okay to live, and to live with such purpose that others will benefit from your life too.

This is why I want to write. I want to produce something that will connect with the lonely ones, the ones going through such rough times that a book is all they could count on. So, writing may seem like a meaningless career to some, but to me it is therapy. It is helping others through depression and issues that are so deep no human could ever help- only words. Words and their meanings, their mysteries, their truths- that is what will help others. I hope that my writing could stop others from harmful actions. I hope that my writing can help others make peace in their lives. I hope that my writing can make such a difference that people can say that their lives were saved by my words.

That is my goal and that’s all the purpose I need in life.