"Dance above the surface of the world. Let your thoughts lift you into creativity that is not hampered by opinion."
- Red Haircrow
Throughout the day we encounter many words – some we like, some we dislike; some we even avoid to use, or we overuse. Why is that?
To every word we attach our meaning, definition and somehow just one word can influence our way of thinking and how we form opinion.
The next exercise I’m going to propose belongs to type of writing that some experts and psychologists call free writing. As in this article, author Joel Friedlander sees that free writing:
You pick one word – it can be a word related to your current project you are working on or just some random word you find interesting, attractive or annoying. The purpose of the exercise is in your own words to write down general definition, widely accepted meaning of the word.
Then ask yourself do you agree with given definition and give your reasons why you agree or disagree.
Afterwards continue writing what’s your own meaning, what emotions it triggers and ext.
For example, the word danger. One of the generally accepted definitions is life-threatening situation. For me, first impression is the feeling of unease, uncertainty, fear, unpleasant surprise and losing control over situation.
You can write as long as you like. One, two paragraphs. It’s possible that at one point you will feel stuck and think “This is stupid, it doesn’t take me anywhere!” , which is the critical point - by continuing to write, you are unlocking a new stream of ideas that otherwise you might have stopped before they had chance to get out. This type of playing with your insights, examining thinking patterns – opening the word can help you further tap into your creativity potentials. I personally find this exercise very useful – especially when it comes to writing/creating something new, from personal perspective. It can be helpful in terms of crafting a story, poems and blog post and all you need is just one word to start.
In winter, in the dark hours, when others
were asleep, I found these words and put them
together by their appetites and respect for
each other. In stillness, they jostled. They traded
meaning while pretending to have only one.
Monstrous alliances never dreamed of before
began. Sometimes they last. Never again
do they separate in this world. They die
together. They have a fidelity that no
purpose or pretense can ever break
And all of this happens like magic to the words
in those dark hours when others sleep.
Wallace Stevens