The human brain has an infinite capacity for Imagination.
Everything we see, hear, touch, smell, taste that has anything to do with having human contact, was once merely an idea in someones Imagination.
A daydream, fantasy, that wouldnt go away until the thought could one day be manifested into reality.
People died for having some of these ideas. There was a time that even the mention of flying around the world or into space could have you put to death. There was a good chance you would be locked away forever as dangerous and insane if you did manage to escape execution.
But still we continue t o come up with wild ideas, random thoughts. Some of these come from a lifetime of dreaming up solutions to common problems, but most seem to just appear in our heads when we least expect them.
Writing is a powerful way of finding what lurks deep down in the subconsciousness. One of the common mistakes is to think too much about what to write before it gets written.
For some this planning process is vital for their personal Creative process. For many others it stops them from Writing anything. They may even call it writers block.
It isnt surprising writers block stops so many talented people from fulfilling their potential when it comes to Writing. If we have an INFINITE capacity for Imagination, this means we have an unlimited number of choices when it comes to choosing what to w rite about. The task is daunting enough without realising you have unlimited choices.
One neat trick whatever you like Writing about (and this is perfect for Childrens Writing and getting Children to write) is to write about you. What makes you happy, sad, laugh, angry and frustrated. Recreate your character and incorporate it into the next person or character you make up.
If you enjoy eating mangos, make sure that the lemming in your next Story loves eating mangos too. If you have a passion for drawing cartoons, turn your lemming into a cartoonist who sits at the edge of the cliff each lemming season and munches on mangos while watching, and sketching, his mates jump over the edge.
If you like snorkelling, then each lemming that jumps could be wearing a snorkel and mask. They arent killing themselves at all.
Being limited to your own Imagination means you have no limits at all.
The more you do this the more your Imagination takes over and the character that was you is re-invented.
This is a difficult concept to grasp, especially when youre a child and have so many other worries as well. Such as how to spell words, in what order those words should go and where do all those punctuation bits go, and why?
No wonder the Creative juices are stymied.
It isnt enough though, to come up with just ideas on how to write without demonstrating how it can be done, and explaining the process as much as it can be explained along the way.
So Ill begin a Story, here, now, and add to it when I feel like it.
Beginnings can be found anywhere. I worke d at a school this morning, and on the wall behind the librarian there is a black and white photo. Ive seen it several times. No one knows where it came from.
Its in my mind now, so thats my starting point. The important thing to remember here is that I have no idea whats going to come out next. Not a clue.
I start with the memory and what I see in my head, and begin Writing. Theres no conscious thought about this, but I know to trust the process. It gives me a tingle of expectation every time, and even if people didnt like the stories, I dont believe it would matter.
I love doing it, and what better life can you have than doing something you love doing?
Here goes. Ill call it :
The Photograph (because thats what it is, and by Rob Daniel, because thats who I am). She sat on the wall, looking down at me eating a sandwich with a faint smile on her face. She must be dead I thought.
The photo was in black and white, frayed and yellow around th e edges. A group of unsmiling men, women and Children dressed in everyday clothes from a hundred years ago. A picnic. There were bushes behind them and grass under a white cloth.
The bell rang. I jumped up guiltily. We werent supposed to eat lunch in the school library but I ate there anyway. No one else wanted to sit with me and besides it was cold outside.
I looked up again at the girl in the photograph, still smiling a little. She was about my age, maybe a little older. She had a blanket wrapped around her waist. I stopped and moved closer. She was holding a white mug.
I blinked a couple of times staring. They didnt drink from mugs did they, not a hundred years ago? They drank daintily from cups and saucers with their little finger stuck out at right angles.
A mug?
Emily!
I jumped. Dont you just hate it being caught doing something youre not supposed to be doing.
Luckily it wasnt Mr Smythe because Mr Smythe would have thrown me in detention and forgotten about me.
Arent you supposed to be at sport Miss Chipkin said kindly. Are you day dreaming again?
Yes Miss Chipkin . I mean, NO Miss Chipkin. Well, yes and no, yes Im supposed to be at sport and no I wasnt day dreaming. Just thinking.
I must have got that glassy look on my face again because a voice broke its way in, EMILY GO!
Yes Miss Chipkin.
At this point I know theres more, much more, and its very difficult to stop the flow. Now Im intrigued as to whats happening, and want to write more to find out. You see, I havent a clue. There are a few ideas floating around sure, but I push them away as Im Writing because I want to see whats really there, not what I think is there while Im Writing it
It sounds confusing, as trying to describe the process of how a Story is written is difficult. This is because most people who write dont honestly know how it happens. That it happens at all is enough, and trying to analyse i t is risky because it might suddenly all disappear.
This opening is 286 words, so for an exercise write an opening to a Story. Make it under 300 words. Start by looking at a photograph you like, or a drawing, painting, or look out of your window. Pick any subject and begin Writing.
See how you go. Dont judge the outcome please, because there may only be a germ of an idea in the whole piece. But as a process, trust it. This is you, being a writer, and if you love this, what else would you rather be doing?
Check back soon for what comes next in The Photograph. I want to know too.
Rob Daniel is a Children's Author, Creative Writing, memory and self-esteem teacher. He lives in beautiful Albany on the south west corner of Western Australia, has a passion for mangos, the Greek Islands and bringing the best out of young people. He has been Booked to go on a Creative Writing tour of primary schools around the south-west in September, and is very excited about the adventures he's about to have!
'Rob Daniel's Magical Mystery Tour Of The Imagination' is calling at Esperance, Boulder and Perth, eight one hour sessions in five schools.
Rob creates 'turn the page' Children's e-Books with Illustrators from around the world. You can check out and buy these Books instantly from http://www.chocmint.com You'll also find an opportunity to join the chocmint adventure yourself, if you have a passion for Writing and illustrating for Children.
LATEST Book published 'A Tail's Tale', illustrated by UK artist Elizabeth Stringer. Part proceeds from these Books go towards sponsoring Children at the Bear-Care orphanage in Kitgum, Uganda run by the extraordinary Murray Ki
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