The other morning Pam (Roughwighting) and I yakked on an early morning phone date. We’ve connected with our voices on the telephone on and off for a couple of years now. We talk about creativity, writing, mothers, dreaming, jobs, books and Hawaii. Plus 2,021 other random things.
Pam’s taught creative writing for years. Since I’ve never even taken an official creative writing course, I’m fascinated about her insights. She shares about how she guides her students to find their writing voice. She says many folks think that writing involves thinking about what they’re writing. Au contraire. The opposite can be true. One ceases to think actively and allows the gates of the mind to open and the words to flow out of the hidden recesses. One discovers his or her voice through this process of opening and allowing the words to hatch, like fuzzy yellow baby chickens. (Disclaimer: Pam did not say this at all. She never once mentioned fowl or hatching, but I am paraphrasing what her words sounded like to me. Never fear, I’ll email her this paragraph for approval before publishing.)
I, of course, have been talking about the “typing fingers” for years. How this process of writing involves the backward step of emptying the mind of thoughts and letting the typing fingers have their way. Whereas in journalism and scientific writing one might attempt to frame sentences and participles in neat and rational order, creative writing takes off in a new and fresh direction. It dashes outside the box and attempts to create something new, lively, fresh!