I’ve said this so many times before; writing a novel or a play or a piece of creative fiction is 70 per cent thinking, 20 per cent writing and 10 per cent editing. It’s not an exact science, but that is how it appears to me.
Thinking needs silence, or it does for me, or the type of silence you get when no one is talking at you or expecting you to respond.
There is something very beautiful about silence. If you’re an Empath like me, an introverted one at that, you will value silence, you will know what I am talking about. And if you’re not a writer but another type of creative you will also know what I am talking about. Creating needs quiet. It needs depth. It needs time for ideas to percolate and cook and boil.
And the journey is sizzling, the embracing of silence, letting the mind wander and in turn wonder. It’s during these quiet times that the most incredible ideas form.
And in the silence and with the mind wandering unhindered happiness bubbles because the mind is allowed to stretch itself and reach out beyond the tired and boring routines of the day-to-day.
Silence is a balm to the soul. And there is so little of it now.
The internet is the great big shouting machine, more a screaming machine.
Please, I beg you, find time today to get some silence into your life, even if it’s only 10 minutes. Then report back and tell me what you felt. I dare you to connect. I want to know what happened when you wandered in the land of silence. What happens to me is this: my depression, the black cloud disappears; I feel I have rejoined my own self; I can think clearly; I know what I want; and I will usually have a few brilliant ideas for new creative work or for the creative piece I am working on. It’s supposed to be good for your health too and there is not enough of it now; silence.