This is my first post in Wordsmaid. I'm facing a queer situation here.
To begin from the beginning, I've never fancied myself as a writer. In fact, I don't even understand how one can call himself/herself a writer. Does an identity such as a 'writer' really exist? I know there are poets, novelists, critics... even lesser mortals like copy writers who would write marketing copies on a given subject or theme. But what does a 'writer' do? Just write? Write what?
Ah! Let me get to the point. I used to write short stories and very rarely poems too. Then I got into a job as a Copy Writer. Then I moved on to become a feature writer for a news firm. But now, I think I've reached some point of saturation. I find myself short of words. My bundle of vocabulary has suddenly become empty. Well, I could have got along with that. Even worse, I find that my mind or brain has become devoid of ideas.
I wake up every morning thinking that I'd write something, maybe start a story. But when I sit down to write, I realise that I don't know my characters. I don't understand why the hero in my story has to deliver a certain speech or the heroin would feel trapped in a situation. And then when I try to create a certain situation, I fail to understand why it has to be like that and not anything different... To put it simple, I sit there staring at a blank page, get frustrated and then quit and watch some movie.
Is this because of a lack of any inspiration? The funny thing is that when I refer to my own creative pieces, I find them so incomplete. I look at them as ramblings of an unsatisfied mind, or as a means of venting out my creative surges.
Dear members of Wrodsmaid, I would be grateful if anyone of you can give me a suggestion to get out of this void.