I am no one special. I just have this affliction called CREATIVITY that makes my mind churn, sends its strange ideas down to my fingers which abuse my computer keyboard and expunge stories of the bizarre and fantastic.
Probably the former.
I’ve been doing this since I was a little kid, letting my creative mind wander and sometimes getting it out into the open via hand-written stories, cartoons, comics. Mostly for my own entertainment.
I didn’t start sharing my creativity with the world until, officially, 1993, and then more so and in bulk, ie, many thousands of words which transformed themselves into short stories, novels and novellas. (No graphic novels. yet.)
And I swear, since I turned 50, the ideas and writings have risen to the surface like they did waaay baaack when I first started creating. Not sure why the flame has been re-ignited so hot and brightly now, but am glad for it. Gives some additional meaning and excitement to life.
So, why do I create?
Not that my life has ever been REALLY REALLY bad that I needed to escape from it, but reading adventure books, watching action-adventure movies–either sword and sorcery, or SciFi–left me (since I had the creative bug) wanting to pen my own adventures. Because it is fun. Because it is adventure.
Because I think I’d explode if I didn’t have an outlet for all these stories in my melon.
Why do you create? When did you start creating? Why do you feel the need to keep on creating?
Whatever your answer and reasons, it is good to be…
A CREATIVE. 🙂
As a child I used to write these little stick-figure comics/exploits of a character I made up: SPACE VOYAGER. As a adult, I wrote a text-based adventure story about the character and got to see it come to life. Tis awesomeness. Very happy.