Creativity

I used to write stories. I used to write stories a lot, and I was pretty good at it. One of my stories was published in the school literary magazine in college, and one of my friends enjoyed it so much, she asked me to sign it. I like my stories. I like writing, too. I keep hoping to finally land that 9-5 job and not have real homework anymore so I can get back to doing what I really love, which are my creative endeavors. Labs are cool and science is fun, but something in me just hurts when I'm not making something. It could be a story, a painting, or a complete historical wardrobe, but I have do do it, and I have to make more than one thing, and more than one type of thing at a time. Left entirely to myself, I think I'd still have a laboratory. I'd want to make Christmas trees that glow by themselves, and fantastic new flowers and fruits, but I'd also write and paint and knit and embroider, and make jewelry, and any other craft I can get my hands on.
I have a few ideas for stories and other fun things. The ideas are written down, waiting for me. Every so often, I get an image in my head and I write it down. Stories are movies in my head. I see exactly what's going on, hear the character's voices, then I try to describe my little movie. Maybe I should try my hand at writing scripts.
One idea I had that I thought was fun was to have a story written essentially by tarot cards. I would do a reading for each character and for each scene and act. The storyline would follow the readings, and I'd just fill in the blanks. That would be fun to do. I plan to start that one when I have all my work turned in and my resume sent out, so maybe September!