Out the Window
What begins as an idea takes shape in my dreams. What sparks creativity is what I see everyday looking out the window.
Many writers have written about how they combat writer's block. Some suggest taking a break, going for a stroll, and even taking up a hobby because the longer you obsess over what to write about, the harder it becomes.
Some find a room with a view too distracting. I don't. In fact, gazing out the window is healthier for your eyes than staring at a blank computer screen. Nothing beats closing weary eyes. What better way is there to give your eyes a much needed rest. But sometimes, I find myself blissfully distracted by the sky, the buildings, and especially, the people below. Even if it's just for a few minutes I can't think of anything better.
Others have written that writing in a location other than the place where you normally write might inspire you. I find that to be true. Sometimes I take notebook to the park and sit on a bench, listening to people's conversations. Yes, I'm that person. Other times, I observe people's interactions. Their mannerisms. Their hand gestures and postures. But nothing, I mean, nothing beats listening to other people's conversations. Sometimes I hear a conversation or a sharp quip, and immediately, I type it as a message to myself on my phone.
Fortunately, there is a park right outside my building. I have the luxury of seeing and visiting it every day. Frankie and I are lucky that way.
Click on the link below for photos
www.frankspinelli.com
Many writers have written about how they combat writer's block. Some suggest taking a break, going for a stroll, and even taking up a hobby because the longer you obsess over what to write about, the harder it becomes.
Some find a room with a view too distracting. I don't. In fact, gazing out the window is healthier for your eyes than staring at a blank computer screen. Nothing beats closing weary eyes. What better way is there to give your eyes a much needed rest. But sometimes, I find myself blissfully distracted by the sky, the buildings, and especially, the people below. Even if it's just for a few minutes I can't think of anything better.
Others have written that writing in a location other than the place where you normally write might inspire you. I find that to be true. Sometimes I take notebook to the park and sit on a bench, listening to people's conversations. Yes, I'm that person. Other times, I observe people's interactions. Their mannerisms. Their hand gestures and postures. But nothing, I mean, nothing beats listening to other people's conversations. Sometimes I hear a conversation or a sharp quip, and immediately, I type it as a message to myself on my phone.
Fortunately, there is a park right outside my building. I have the luxury of seeing and visiting it every day. Frankie and I are lucky that way.
Click on the link below for photos
www.frankspinelli.com
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