What is inspiration? I lay on my back,
looking up to the sky, watching tree branches sway against the blue – still no
ideas for that essay. Browse on the internet, trawling for motivation – an hour
has disappeared but no words have appeared on the paper. How did JK ever get
through her first page, let alone find 7 books out of her head?
Intangible and inconsistent
inspiration has deserted me as my deadline looms nearer. Watching a movie or
two seems a good plan – plenty of creative ideas there, a few more hours tick
by. Listen to our passionate teachers, always ready to help. ‘Your time is
passing by, much faster than you know – do you realise how many hours are left
before those great exams? Run home as fast as you can and start revising now!’
I can feel the panic rising, my heart
is beating fast – the headache is beginning and I have no idea where to start.
As my breath starts coming short and fast, I feel my duvet beckon, I’m sure a
rest would help. Another day gone, I start to write, words begin to tumble out
– no more time to wait for the inspiration fairy to strike!
