THE JOY OF CREATION
Last night my 6-year-old daughter started writing her first book. We stapled the pages together and she sat down with her pencil and an idea.
First she came up with a title, World of Crimes. Then her sweet face illuminated as she decided that our family should be the main characters, who go around the world fighting crime. She hammered out the first paragraph (by this time she was topping my word count) and then decided that the end should be very exciting. Amazing how, even at 6, she has a sense of story ;)
Watching her reminded me of my early writing days. As a child I created simply for the joy of creation. When I started writing seriously the joy was almost enough to make one giddy. As the years passed, the joy morphed into a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. As great as those two emotions are...
I want my joy back! That pure, childlike joy at watching a story come to life. (Kinda makes me wonder how God must have felt at creation!) When the self-editor takes a nap during the first draft is probably the where the highest sense of enjoyment has the opportunity to come out and play.
What do you feel most when you create?
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