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Am I Creative? Well, Yes I Am, Thank You For Asking!

Okay, I should back track a little before I make a bold statement about how creative I think I am.

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When I was a little girl, I always dreamed of being creative.  The ultimate dream I had was to write a book.

I would write in my journal, some pages had happenings of my day.  Some pages had  stories of fiction or maybe that day I decided I should work on poetry and become a Poet.  I also remember  I went through an “I’m going to grow up and be an artist” phase.

I remember when I was in the fourth grade, we moved which meant going to a new school and making new friends.  Of course the first day with all new kids in my class, new teacher and new surroundings was a little intimidating.  However, I can say it wasn’t too rough making new friends.

I loved my 4th grade friends and fit in just fine.  All my “girls” were in fourth grade choir.  When try-outs rolled around, of course I was going to join choir and become a Vocal Artist!

Trying out for choir insisted of standing up and a little solo part in front of your music class.  So, my turn rolled around, I got up, sang a a few bars, then took my seat.

That Solo Debut is the moment it became quite clear my singing career was over.

I did not accompany my BFF’s to Choir Practice after school.

As an adult, something weird happens to me.  Almost like becoming the other ME.

This may sound crazy to you, but I like it!

I have this “Special Cleaning Mode”, it is somewhat like an event.  A cleaning event.  I set the mood by getting all my supplies ready, queue up my special playlist on the Smart Phone, and pop in the ear buds.  Then it is time for the final touch…..wine.

Yes, a nice Chardonnay goes perfect.

I clean, listen to my favorite songs from way back when and get into my own little zone.  I am one of those individuals who really does enjoy cleaning.  When no one else is home, or in my personal cleaning zone (that would be within “ear shot”) then watch out!

The Main Event happens.  Vacuum comes on, volume on my songs go to maximum, another glass of wine is poured.  This is when the magic happens.

The vocal artist for the Main Event is usually one of my favorites.

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I become a Vocal Artist.  A little John Cougar Mellencamp  rocking out to “Small Town”, “Hurts So Good”, or “I Ain’t Even Done With The Night”.  There really is not a Mellencamp song that wouldn’t be perfect!  I’m not sure if it happens to other people, but when that man starts singing, it’s like I’m right there with him, feeling every word.

Not just feeling the words like at a concert, I am by his side.  On stage, belting it out and moving to the beat!

That is exactly where I am at my Special Event.  Vacuum, Mellencamp in my ears and wine.  Belting out every word and cleaning up the carpets to the beat of his songs.  And, I am good, real good, completely in my zone!

That is until that magic is taken away immediately when I feel a tap on my shoulder and when I turn around, there stands my middle son with a certain look on his face that is very hard to describe.  Then when I pull John Cougar Mellencamp out of one ear, all I get from my middle son is, “Yeah, Mom, don’t do that.”   He then turns around and back downstairs to the Rec Room where he joins his two brothers to resume playing XBox.

This REALLY happened.  I am not creating a non-fiction article here.  Besides, I’m not sure I could make that up.

Again, just like I was in the 4th grade with my BFF’s, my vocal career was over.

Time to invest in a journal again.

Writing in my journal as an adult took a rapid decline.  Actually, writing of any kind took a rapid decline.  Then when my children were welcomed into the family, writing was non-existent.  To be truthful, that dream from when I was a little girl was shelved.

Oh, sure, I would revisit it briefly every now and then, only to tell myself my writing wasn’t of the publishing quality. being of my singing quality would be more accurate, I thought.

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My three sons began school and my creative energy was channeled through Room Mom Duties, Parent Teacher Organization Board of Directors and the duties that come with being a Mom.  Turkey cut out sugar cookies when I would have nothing less than picking out just the brown, yellow and orange M&Ms, determined to make ANY object or character Birthday Cake my sons would request. And the crafts, for a while I became craft obsessed.

I am very happy to announce the extreme obsession was not long term.

My youngest son entered high school.  It dawned on me they don’t really have a need for crafty room moms in high school.

You probably see where this is going.

My Creative Craftiness also came to a screeching halt after 14 years.

At this point, I went back to school to become a Dental Assistant.  I graduated and began working full time again.  Nothing creative going on in my spare time.

I decided to take some continuing education at the local community college.  First course:  English Composition.  Not because I considered the whole writing gig, it was because I had to take it as a requirement.  I knew I was going to enjoy the class from day one.  Not because I believed in my writing skills, I did not believe I had writing skills.

I knew I would love the class because the Instructor was a very cool lady.

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So, it turns out I was right on one belief and wrong on another.  Her name won’t be mentioned, for privacy purposes, but I had the coolest person ever teaching this class!

Actually discovered  a little writing skill did live within me.  I was wrong!  Without a doubt, there has never been a time I have been so happy to be wrong.

The words spoken to me on the last day of English Comp, will remain with me forever.

The “Cool Lady” pulled me out into the hallway and spoke these words, “When you decide to write your first book, I want to be your editor.”  “What?”  Did she really say that to me and how the heck did she know?  About that childhood ultimate dream I had?

I was shocked, honored and thrilled! However, me being me, I convinced myself she was just being nice.  I could never write a book!

What do I have to say to the Cool Lady now?  Be careful what you say.  I WILL write that book and then some and fortunately I know where you are.  You see, the Cool Lady and I have remained in touch.  Isn’t Social Media wonderful!

This brings us to the present time, right here, right now as I type.

I had another pretty cool person cross my path.  Gave me a chance with nothing to go on, which allows me to be a part of this wonderful writing team.  He has been mentioned and thanked many times, in several articles of mine.  He is the Owner, Creator and Writer of Collective Voice Magazine.

Jordan (the other cool person) also introduced me to my first ever Writing Challenge.  I am now a strong supporter and believer in Writer’s Challenges of all kind.

In fact, I now will let you all know a little something I saved until the end.

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This article is the product of a Daily One Word Prompt.  The prompt being:  Creative.  Now, I of need to mention, Jordan has given me the reigns of our challenges now and I am happy to help.  However, believe me, the words are always random words I will get from websites designed for Writer Prompts.

When I sat down to create my challenge article, I had no idea which direction I would go.  That is what is so awesome about this type of exercise.  If you are a writer or blogger, I encourage you to find a challenge you like and do it!  Who knew an article of this size could come out of one simple word.

Something special for all you growing up in a “Small Town”

*SPECIAL NOTE:  John Cougar Mellencamp is a “Hometown Boy” from Indiana.  Seymore, IN to be exact.  To all of my classmates at Bloomington High School South and to anyone else who grew up the area,I am positive you all understand what a good Mellencamp song can do to you.  Here you go fellow Hoosiers and those readers who may not be overly familiar with John Mellencamp, watch this.

About the author

Teresa Branam Wilgus

In her spare time she likes to get outside and take advantage of the beautiful Pacific Northwest summers and experiencing new adventures with her boyfriend of 5 1/2 years. She is an admitted football fanatic and loves the excitement of participating in Fantasy Football with her sons, boyfriend, family and friends from the Pacific Northwest, Florida and Indiana! The only work she have had published, is a poem published in Creativity Magazine when she was in the 8th grade. She has always enjoyed writing, however it wasn’t until encouraged by a professor and a few friends that she realized writing just might be the “Gift” God gave her. Teresa is preparing her Freelance/Content Writing Services for Launch in February 2017. Services are available for businesses and corporations of all sizes and also to those Bloggers wanting to enhance their own content for readers. Her ultimate goal is to have a book published based on personal experiences in her own life and hopes it is not only entertaining and engaging, but might also help some reader, somewhere, somehow.

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