Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Without Inspiration
In the Absence
What do I write about when there's no inspiration to write?
Some would tell me to "shut up" if I've got nothing to say. But, this situation provides an interesting place to study: where can inspiration be located in the brain? Well, without the cerebellum, that little regulator down below, the question wouldn't matter: I couldn't move my fingers, beat my heart, or run my lungs.
I'm sick and been in bed all day. Napping, watching movies, TV shows on Netflix and...there's almost no way for me to summon up any energy to write about something important. So, this is what I get: the doldrums.
So, is inspiration located somewhere in the pre-frontal cortex, something we share with other organisms? Have you ever seen those videos of ravens curling themselves up and rolling down a hill in the snow? I'd call that inspired.
I've got a movie playing on the other screen: Anthony Hopkins playing an old man who set land speed records on a motorcycle: it's good for distraction. And, my eyes aren't quite working right -- yes, I've cleaned my glasses -- so I've come to not mind that things are fuzzy; must be the sickness or comes along with the doldrums.
So, maybe tomorrow, things will be different. Perhaps, I'll be visited by a little visitor that helps needy people just like me: inspiration.
What do I write about when there's no inspiration to write?
Some would tell me to "shut up" if I've got nothing to say. But, this situation provides an interesting place to study: where can inspiration be located in the brain? Well, without the cerebellum, that little regulator down below, the question wouldn't matter: I couldn't move my fingers, beat my heart, or run my lungs.
I'm sick and been in bed all day. Napping, watching movies, TV shows on Netflix and...there's almost no way for me to summon up any energy to write about something important. So, this is what I get: the doldrums.
So, is inspiration located somewhere in the pre-frontal cortex, something we share with other organisms? Have you ever seen those videos of ravens curling themselves up and rolling down a hill in the snow? I'd call that inspired.
I've got a movie playing on the other screen: Anthony Hopkins playing an old man who set land speed records on a motorcycle: it's good for distraction. And, my eyes aren't quite working right -- yes, I've cleaned my glasses -- so I've come to not mind that things are fuzzy; must be the sickness or comes along with the doldrums.
So, maybe tomorrow, things will be different. Perhaps, I'll be visited by a little visitor that helps needy people just like me: inspiration.
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