lovelylulu
At least three people ask me a day what my inspiration is, so what's yours?
(p.s-I am also shewritesandpagescatchflame)
Jacob: I guess the stereotypical answer would be to say “living life inspires me.” But I can’t say that because it doesn’t. Life fucking sucks- for everyone, not just me. I mean, I do take things that happen to me and use that in my writing, but most often I don’t (unless it has to do with love- more about that later). I live in a horrible place and my only dream is to get out, and I think that’s my inspiration. I write about things I’ve never seen or about places I’ve never been, for the pure joy of escaping to those places, even if it’s only for the time it takes me to write about it. I guess writing about what I don’t know is more exhilarating than writing about what I do know because I can be more creative. If I write about living in some small house in Ireland overlooking the ocean- a place I’ve never been to- I know it’s bound to be more imaginative and creative than if I were to actually be there, sitting in the house, writing about where I am. If I was actually there, I’d probably hate it.
I’ve just come to the conclusion that I’ll only be able to write if I’m in the exact opposite place of where I want to be. So, I’m fucked. Well, at least for now.
All the stuff about love that I write, though, is because I have a beautiful and loving girlfriend. I’m not very good at actually saying how I feel, so I guess writing is the only way to get my emotions out. (Yeah, stereotypical mushy answer, whatever, fuck you.)
