It's funny. There was a time that I didn’t think very much of the value of my scribblings. But, as I return to them later, they make more and more sense. Writing is a beautiful exercise of the mind. It's funny what you can come up with when you just sit down, or rather, lie on your bed in a somewhat precarious position like myself, and write whatever words pop into your head.
In addition to words, I often will get images in my mind. But, since my doodling leaves too much to be desired, I prefer to wait for the words to come to describe it. Some of the things that come into my head, however, are simply not easily explained. Then, I often don't know the words to even try to express what my imagination's come up with.
This is part of the reason I start to write so many creative stories. The reason I can’t just stick to one, though, is because my brain moves so fast. Often, I "outgrow" a particular plotline and/or characters. It's like I always need a new more complex vehicle to convey my ideas. The trick is to just keep the creative juices flowing. As I find myself leaning towards writing certain stories and connecting more with certain characters, I’m sure that I’ll “get there” in finally finding a happy medium with my creative writing.
~ Phoenix <3 ~