“In imagination she sailed over storied seas that wash the distant shining shores of “faëry lands forlorn,” where lost Atlantis and Elysium lie, with the evening star for pilot, to the land of Heart’s Desire. And she was richer in those dreams than in realities; for things seen pass away, but the things that are unseen are eternal.”
I’m quite good at imagining. I always have been. To Anne Shirley, as described above, imagining is dreams, games, and just something wonderful to do. Imagining is a game, and something I enjoy, but it is also stories. It’s one of the many ways I write my stories–there is a flaw to this method however though.
I’m also quite good at having words flow from my head, making up stories as I walk along the sidewalk, or stare up at the ceiling at twelve in the morning, but when I’m plopped in front of a computer and keyboard, everything flies out of my head. It’s unfortunate and makes me wish for a literally tiny computer—not a iPod touch, but a miniature laptop—I could carry around in my pocket. Maybe the keyboard could even unfold to a normal size.
Also unfortunately, I’m not an inventor. I leave this idea to you, inventors of the world.
No really. Please invent it. I’d love it. Heck, maybe there is even something like that out there.
However, back to point. It’s incredibly hard to get the words out of my head, and on to a screen. I am not sure why. I lose them easily, and maybe I’m even a bit self conscious when typing them out, even though no one is reading them. However I read them, and I squirm, and wonder if they really are all that good.
And we all know one of our worst critics is ourselves.
NaNoWriMo even has a name for this—Your Inner Editor—and instructs you to hand it over to them so they can lock it away for a month.
I’m not even sure if that’s the core issue, my inner Editor. I just have a habit of…not blanking exactly, but something else I can’t quite pinpoint, in front of the computer—I didn’t used to do that as much, so it leads me to believe it perhaps started with my Editor being an annoyance and then promptly turned into a habit.
Does anyone else have this problem? Why? How do you deal with it? I’d love to hear in the comments below!