I have absolutely no creativity anymore. I used to.
I find it difficult to express myself. When I try to focus on finding a good way, everything leaves me. Anything I have to say is just a basic, simple rambling of words.
I know you can’t force creativity, but I have no muse or motivation. It’s just me wanting to express myself effectively and I’m so terrible at doing things for myself, as I find myself unimportant.
It’s like there’s two sides in my head constantly fighting. One side is begging to speak and to be heard and the other side is saying whatever it has to say isn’t important. I can’t handle it.
To have a voice is to have power and some semblance of control. I have nothing. I feel so weak and helpless against myself.
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One of the ways to bridge those periods when you can’t create is to have a creative routine. For example, I write 1,000 words every day whether I feel creative or not. Most of it gets thrown away, but it keeps the framework of creativity well oiled. That way when creativity strikes I am ready.
I am agree with Smith. I have read many authors give the same advice. If you want to write, do not freeze yourself in front of an empty page. Write a sentence, read more about what you want to write and then fill the space. Re-read, if you do not like it, you can always re-write the sentence. Find your voice and your muse. Find your motivation in the most simple things around. Stop one day in the middle of street, look at people passing by, any one of them could be a character on your book. “unimportant” people as you called it, also write. You can be sure, there are a public for everybody. Inspiration can be found all the way around, you most stop for a second, make silence and pay attention. Good Luck.
i know that frustration. in periods i can’t write for lack of creativity i feel like my world is crashing down, and i get stuck with the depression and the frustration inside of me and it’s a cruel cycle.
Try snozzberries (quetiapine). They made me insanely creative.
It shrinks your brain, though. And has lots of other sinister side effects.
I’ve given up on life, so I’ll never have the creativity I did when I was younger and still thought life wasn’t complete shit. Now I just wait to hopefully die or get the courage to end it myself.