The scene: Our living room, one weekday after work. Jack [significant other] types away at a laptop with great focus. I, exhausted from an early start with the new puppy, long day of work, and then making dinner, attempt to relax on the couch. Every 5-10 minutes, Pepper [newly adopted, roughly 6 month old puppy] leaves her spot with me on the couch to wander to other parts of the house not visible from the living room. I get up and follow on every occasion to ensure she is not mistaking the dining room shag rug for a good place to take a wee, making friends with the cat [Rosalita, female gray tabby shorthair] who wants nothing to do with her, or encroaching on Rosalita’s lairs [basement, upstairs], where the dog is not permitted. Scenario repeats itself until bedtime. I have got up many times, and Jack has written a few scenes of a comic book script that he had envisioned earlier that day.
Coming soon…more interesting posts (hopefully!) and the unveiling of the Pepper puppy. Paw sneak peak!
I need creativity back in my life. I want to make things. I want to do more than eat, sleep, and attempt to keep on top of household chores in the spare moments I’m not working. The retelling of this evening is not about laying on guilt. All I would have had to do was ask Jack for some help with the dog, confined her to the kitchen, or let go of keeping an eye on her every second of the evening. I could have also brought a project into the living room and both kept an eye on the dog and accomplished something aside from dog observation. However, I did not. Instead, I ended up tired and frustrated and though it is hard to admit it, jealous. Jealous that Jack had an idea and ran with it, promptly. Jealous that he prioritized this activity over other options. Jealous that he had energy and focus to follow through on an idea. Jealous that he stood up for his creative projects and made them happen.
I don’t know why this attempt will be any more successful than other forays into my creative endeavors later abandoned. I even have less time, now that we have a dog, but maybe I can use that to my advantage. Maybe it will not be as easy to push things off because “I have plenty of time. I can do that tomorrow.” Or maybe a little old-fashioned competition can set a fire under my ass. Jack has been doing some pretty cool things these days, and especially since I know I can (I think…some self-doubt must be tackled as well), I don’t want to be the only uncool person in the house. The dog is already giving me a run for my money, the cat has long been too cool for school, and Jack, well, maybe he can grace the presence of this blog and detail some of his latest creative forays.
I’m going to try some different things and see what sticks. I’m going to try to not get hung up on the details–blog design, marketing, etc. for now, and instead just try producing and experimenting. Give myself some creative options, some creative outlets. Shoot that green eyed jealousy monster in the butt with a creativity tranquilizer dart.
I’d love to see if any of you out there have any tips, resources, or other things that have helped you. Feel free to share! Creativity and the creative process has long been an interest of mine (I am fascinated by the sketches and drawings preceding a masterpiece as much as the finished product) and would love to have some future posts on this topic. Get in touch here.