Having the Passion for Building and Creating is a Human Right

There’s always been a burning passion within me to create things. Having a passion for building, I believe, is an innate human desire. It doesn’t always mean building with blocks, writing a story, or drawing a picture, though.

There are so many kinds of creativity I’ve discovered over the years. Creating melodies is one that I discovered at an early age. But, I found that I never had the patience to compose music in a traditional way. I was much more content writing words. Unfortunately, I find now that my words oftentimes have limitations in expressing certain ideas. So, did I make a major mistake in becoming a writer rather than a composer or musician?

Actually, I find I have a burning passion for writing more than composing. I compose themes in my head all the time and hum them. Perhaps, I should record them. Sadly, I usually forget them as soon as I come up with them, though.

Strangely enough, a lot of my poems are like that, too. Even more interesting, I’ve found that a lot of my best poems are actually written to those little ditties in my head. Perhaps, it’s best that I became a poet with a musical mind.

Then again, I don’t necessarily consider myself a poet, either. Of course, the massive collection of poetry that I’ve accumulated since 2002, proves that I am. When I write a poem, I don’t sit there and construct it. I don’t really compose poems. They just sort of happen. I certainly don’t compose the little musical snippets in my head. They simply happen.

Still, I find my true passion is in the composition of prose. I enjoy tying together complex ideas in ways that I haven’t seen done before. Then, I try to share them in as clear and a concise a way as I can. Sometimes, a poem does that better than prose, but more often than not, the prose is the way I lean towards with my writing.

I was born to be a writer, and I know that. I don’t regret pursuing prose writing to the max at all. But, I wonder sometimes what my brain is doing trying to stretch me out as a petty ditty composer and poet.

Sure, I have a passion for building. But, while poems and songs obviously can be built, I don’t build them. They are raw material I can build from, yet I just capture what I can of them whenever it is seemingly convenient for me.

Yet, I’ve never tried to create something more around the poems and ditties that I create. I’ve built a good foundation with my musical scribblings, but I have not truly recognized what I’m trying to build with them exactly. But, as I’ve found, it’s much better to just let your passion fuel your creation, even if you don’t quite yet understand the purpose of what you’ve created.

Sometimes, passion alone can create some pretty cool things. While I focus on prose, I do occasionally let my poetic side free. It helps me express things I may be struggling with doing in prose. So, in that way, it’s constructive for me to do something that I’m not crafting quite so precisely. It may not always be “good” or fit for publishing, but it’s better to create something than nothing. It’s also important to keep your passion for creating from going cold.

If you have a burning passion to build and create things, how do you channel this passion? I’d love to hear how you do it.

~ Amelia <3

Photo credit: Flickr user Steven Depolo, via Creative Commons License 2.0

Writing words, spreading love, Amelia Desertsong primarily writes creative nonfiction articles, as well as dabbling in baseball, Pokemon, Magic the Gathering, and whatever else tickles her fancy.

2 thoughts on “Having the Passion for Building and Creating is a Human Right

  1. When I wrote A Little Ghost For The Offering, it came through in waves of creativity. One of those waves came through when I was in traffic on I-88 when I was heading home from Albany, New York.

    I had to pull over and stop on the side of the road and write down one of the most memorable line, “Once again I tried to comprehend and visualize what it would look like if it were still there, overcome with emotion as I imagined how the tree had leaned over as it died as if its sheltering arms were reaching out in sadness and sorrow that the young boy had grown and left it behind.”

    I still get tears in my eyes every time I think about that specific line.

    1. Aww, I’ve never actually pulled off to the side of the road to write something! But, I’m so glad you did! That ended up being one of the greatest pieces you’ve ever written! You’re amazing, Thomas 🙂

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