A few years ago I was snowed in with my family, and out of sheer boredom, my then 10-year-old daughter and I decided to write a Christmas story together. She had a title in mind that she had been thinking of for quite some time and as we began to write, I was startled at how imaginative she was.
She didn’t waste time worrying about what she would write, she dove right in. We didn’t just sit down for a few minutes together and write, but we passed the story back and forth for much of the day. We took breaks to eat, play, and she spent a good deal of time designing the cover with scrapbook materials, but we spent just as much time writing the story.
I was amazed at her drive and creativity. I was impressed that she didn’t suffer from the sense of writer’s block that many adult writers are saddled with. She didn’t censor herself at all. No idea was too silly or stupid. She simply had a blast as she discovered and shared a new story.
I think when we write, we have to let go of our grownup tendencies to judge and critique ourselves. We need to stop worrying about what others will think of our writing and let ourselves enjoy the original story we are creating. We should write what we want to write. We should be like my daughter when she writes and let our childlike imaginations take over.
Note: This post appeared on this blog in 2010