What Inspires Me as a Writer
Truthfully, I have not read many books, so I can not say they
are my main source of inspiration. But there is one book that
has probably influenced me the most, and that book is The
Hobbit. Many might not understand the importance, or rather
misunderstand. I can not explain this book in the slightest. It
is well worth the read, I assure you that. Most people think
that the beauty of it is that it shows how even the smallest of
mans can be a great hero, but I see it deeper.
To me The Hobbit shows such a deep love of life that shall
never be known. There is creativity in every passage, wonder in
every sentence, and beauty in every word. The imagery, the
feeling, the meanings, and the plot are forever intertwined as
an endless tale of life, death, and mortality.
Fantasy, in my opinion, is more than the power of the
imagination creating endless thoughts, but rather of a mind that
understands life and the world so great that it can spread its
beliefs into new worlds, new creatures, new beliefs. It's like
the releasing of beauty from one realm to another while not
losing a drop of purity. When an author creates a new world, it
is not only about escaping the world they live in, but rather
spreading that world into new canvases of emptiness and void.
It's not just a creation of something new, but a rebirth of
something old.
All this inspiration and all that I have learned is poured into
my artwork and writing. It is my channel of release. I want to
paint everything I see, draw everything I know, and write about
everything I feel. I want to live everything I can see, taste,
feel, and hear. I don't want to watch life, I want to be it. I
want to live in the arts, be painted in shades of truth, drawn
in lines of passion, and sculpted with clay of innocence.
My art is my passion, my expression, and my knowledge. It is
how my feelings, thoughts, and memories are recorded. It is more
than an outlet, an escape; it is a calling, a release, a guide
in life. Whether with words or design, my art is as much as a
part of me as I am a part of my art.
My first passion in art was drawing. When I was little I would
draw anything and everything. Of course it moved on to shading,
and then painting, and now other medias. I really enjoy
photography now. Art isn't a hobby to me. A hobby is something
you do to kill time. Art, to me, is something I do to make time.
It's a recording of moments and passages in my life. A few
years back, maybe five or so, I took up poetry. It started off
as just an experiment at first. Simple words rhyming as jokes in
poems. But then I developed a skill of word use, of expression
through imagery, of putting feeling and thought into phrases. It
came from my love of music and lyrics, and developed into my
collection of poetry as in my portfolio. My poetry is different,
though. I don't think many understand the meaning in my poems. I
cover them up with fancy words, sweet sounds, and flowing
phrases. And even if they do, they can't feel what I can feel.
They can't understand its truth. So is the pain of being the
writer, as many of you readers know.
I suppose I could mention love as one of my inspirations,
though quite an odd one indeed. Love is a beautiful, powerful,
and haunting thing. It can seal, heal, and break hearts. It can
lift, lower, and bury spirits. Even so, I do not know well of
it. I know the love of my friends, the love of my family, and
the love of life, but I am still lacking the romantic love. I
have no girlfriend or wife, but maybe someday. I suppose it's
this wanting to be complete, to feel that I deserve someone and
someone deserves me that makes it an inspiration in my writing
and artwork.
There isn't much to say about love as an inspiration. You can't
describe it to someone who doesn't know it, and to those who
know it they don't need it described. It isn't really like
another feeling, like being sad or happy or mad or scared. Love
is a feeling of its own, set away from others. It can't just
disappear, or be overcome by another feeling. It is just
something you know when you find it.
To me, nature is the most beautiful thing in the world and my
greatest inspiration. It outshines all my other inspirations. It
is also the only thing that a soul can rely on. It is constant
and everlasting, changing and forming, spreading and growing,
touching and reaching across boundaries of life. Not many people
have a love for nature anymore; I do. It's my life, my greatest
inspiration, my greatest knowledge, my closest friend, my
healing source, and my creator.
There is beauty in every creation of nature. They all possess
such purity of life, such untouched desires and cores. They
aren't tainted with knowledge, with passion, with thoughts and
feelings. They are simple forming with time. They are complex
still, but they aren't overflowing with it. They don't worship
themselves, but rather life. They know not of corruption they
only know life.
Unfortunately, the truth is that nature creates mankind and
mankind destroys it. A sad thought it is indeed. Nature is fuel,
a source of life. It isn't just for admiring, but it is also for
honoring. We can honor some great God, fellow mortals as actors
and athletes, as lovers and family, as friends and companions,
but we can't honor Nature? Even sadder if you ask me.