Inspiration comes in many different places

In Transit – Daily Prompt

Train stations, airport terminals, subway stops: soulless spaces full of distracted, stressed zombies, or magical sets for fleeting, interlocking human stories.

Well, for me, it’s a combination of both.  Huge transportation hubs are just a collection of distracted, stressed-out zombies… that are ripe for story picking.

It goes hand-in-hand with my new idea, that every one has a story tell.  This is the complete opposite, you can make a story out of anyone.  It’s one of my goals, when I get all of my ducks in a row, to pick out a random person once a week and make-up a story about them.  There are a lot of people who rely on public transportation here.  Sometimes I see people who are blissfully happy, people who are upset and then people who are drunk out of their minds.  And really, with a bit of imagination, you can take the clothes they’re wearing, the look on their face and their body language and craft your own story.

Which is fully what I intend to do.  And maybe my story will hit somewhere near to the real thing, and maybe sometimes it’ll be so far off that there’s no way it could possibly be true.  But that’s the wonderful thing about writing fiction, you can make it whatever you want.

So, I’m sorry to the random people I’m going to pick out in the future.  I’m going to write something about you, and I hope that maybe, one day, you’ll read it and realize that it’s about you.  If that does happen, make sure to let me know.



I can’t get this song out of my head.  It may not help that I keep clicking ‘replay’ on YouTube, but oh well.  If you haven’t heard it on the radio, or you haven’t seen the video you should definitely give it a peek.  The video is about an underground stuffed animal fighting ring… very interesting concept!

This song inspires me, like so many others do, haha.  Ever since I heard it on the radio I’ve been meaning to find it on YouTube and give it a good listen.  And now that I have I can really feel it.  I really like the beat, even without the words I could listen to this song.  And the lyrics, actually, aren’t half bad either.  I might have to write something in the next couple of days with this song on.

Speaking of inspiration, I wrote War the other night with Adam Lambert’s ‘Underneath’ on repeat.  It’s not necessarily the lyrics, or what they mean, that I draw inspiration from.  It might be just a single phrase, or maybe even a word.  But usually, I’d say 9 times out of 10, it’s the way the beat of the song makes me feel.  If I can really feel it, almost like it resonates in my soul, it’s almost impossible to keep the inspiration from  hitting.  Having writer’s block, though, has made it hard to actually put this inspiration into words.

This is another of those songs, that the beat really speaks to me.  I actually got into a discussion with a co-worker the other day about Evanescence’s music.  While, I have noticed, some of her lyrics can be really misinterpreted as very depressing, the music is actually exceptional.  Just because someone posts a song, doesn’t necessarily mean it’s a tell-all about their lives, and that they’re super depressed.  They actually may just like the song.  We even discussed instrumental versions of their music, and I would actually pay for an album.  I’ve always really liked Evanescence, and I do believe some of my earlier work came while listening to their earlier stuff.

Speaking of, when I write, there always has to be a song on.  It doesn’t necessarily have to be a specific song (though it usually is).  I cannot write in silence.  It drives me crazy.  There has to be noise and I usually prefer it so loud it drowns out the rest of the background noise.  I like the music so loud (and i know this is bad) that you have to tap me on the shoulder to tell me to turn my headphones down because you can hear them in the next room (this has actually happened).   I know it’s bad, but when I get like that, it’s when I know I’m truly in my creative space and in the zone to write something good.

Writing with Music

I’m creating a playlist on my iTunes for all of the music that really gets my creative juices flowing.  I’m going to post a couple of my favorites below.

So here’s my question to you readers!  What kind of music do you listen to when you write?  Not a writer, how about your favorite band/song?  Leave me a comment, I’m always looking to expand my music library!

I’ve always really loved the video to this song and Takanori’s voice is wonderful.

This one is more about the music rather than the words… The way the music rises near the end, and reaches this high point, with a high-pitch wail in the background, I always envision some sort of confrontation, a battle of some sort, where all of the action stops dead, and then suddenly a flurry breaks out when the music kicks back in.

‘We’re running…’ I always see a lot of running with this song… A chase of some sort

This really was a toss up between the original and the remix on Reanimation.  I really like the remix, but the original won out in the end.  ‘The sacrifice of hiding in the lie… The sacrifice is never knowing why I never walked away…’  This song is so powerful if you just sit and listen to the words, and then coupled with the music, it just gives me that drive to write.

This is my go-to band for pretty much everything.  Almost every Trapt song speaks to me on some sort of level, minus some of their newer stuff.  Trapt got me through high school and college with my sanity.  I chose this song because it was my anthem for so long and every time I hear it, I always begin writing something in my head.  Every. Time.

I’m feeling inspired now, time to do some work!

On the Wagon

Music is my inspiration.  This song has always held a special place in my heart, and always makes me want to write.

I broke the promise to myself yesterday, but I knew I would.  After working 13 hours, I had plans and didn’t get home until after midnight.  So I missed a ‘day’ in my ‘everyday’ goal, but, like all humans, I knew that while I have good intentions, that everyday just wasn’t going to happen.

That doesn’t mean I’m going to fall off the wagon though.

Like Samwise Gamgee promises Gandalf, and as he tells Frodo about it:

“I made a promise, Mr. Frodo.  A promise!  ‘Don’t you leave him Samwise Gamgee.’ And I don’t mean to.  I don’t mean to.”

In my case, it would be more along the lines of:

“I made a promise, Megan.  A promise!  ‘You write in this blog everyday, even if you have nothing to say.’  And I mean to.  I mean to.” 

So, in lieu of that, I thought I would talk about inspiration for a moment.

Everyone gets inspired differently.  Some people can look at a picture and feel inspiration… Some people can look at a person and feel something… I more often than not, get inspiration from music.  A lyric in a song will catch my interest, and off my mind races, constructing characters and worlds, putting names to faces and thoughts with tears.  Usually I just let this inspiration pass me by, and a couple hours later something new will pop up.  It’s when something is really monumental that I sit down and let it out.  Maybe that’s the problem recently, I haven’t felt anything really monumental.

A lot of times, I write to let out emotions that I can’t express any other way.  I, like many other Sagittarius’, don’t like to express our emotions.  We prefer to experience them and move on, never really letting them out.  So, when I bottle things up for too long, they usually come out in written word.  It serves as a form of catharsis for me, and recently I haven’t written anything.  Maybe it’s why I’ve been so stressed out, I need to release some pent up emotion.

As I’m sitting here, I’m listening to the Kill by 30 Seconds to Mars.  I’ve always loved this song too.

That’s another huge factor for me when I’m writing.  Headphones on, music so loud I can feel the bass beating deep in my soul… It’s the only way to write.  The music drowns out everything else around me: the whir of the fan, the creaking of the floor boards as my neighbor moves around above me.  It’s in these moments, that lyrics that inspire me, turn into my own work.  I take a simple line, ‘I beg for the rest of my life’ and feel it speak to me.  And then it tumbles out, each letter connecting to the other in a way that, somehow, makes sense.

And when I finish, I always feel a sense of accomplishment, and a little bit of relief.  That I’ve written something else, I’m not a dried up well, but rather vibrant and thriving.  That’s what I need to find again, and that’s what I’ve started writing this blog for.  Eventually, I’ll get back to my roots and I’ll really shine.  It’s going to take a little bit of time, but I’m going to work everyday to get to where I need to be.

You made a promise, Megan.  A promise!