The Creative Process
by Jasmine Liu
Despite having her earbuds on for nearly two hours and going through numerous articles,videos, and pictures, she still had no idea what she was going to write. A blank document sat in front of her. She had started to write something numerous times, but ultimately deleted each and every one of those starts.
Ironically, she was uncertain as what she wanted to write for her project. Her prompt was a difficult one. While she could write narratives and essays under her own prompt, writing using a single word as her only guideline was something that she never thought that she would have trouble writing.
She could feel her arm getting sore from trying to hold her head up. Another minute ticked by on the clock on the bottom right hand of her laptop screen. By now she was struggling to even get mind to keep up with her.
She let her mind drift. The white void of the blank document and the music pumping through her ears made her think of pianos and battlefields.
I close my eyes…
I feel alive...
This is forever…
The heavy base of the music reminded her of clapping and stomping to a beat. The nice piano going along with the beat. Her mind started to sync with the music’s beat. However, the word “uncertainty” continued to taunt her in her mind. She began to think about her assignments and whether or not she completed them. She knew that she completed them, right? Wait, but what if she forgot something on her history assignment? Maybe she missed one of the instructions to draw something on that map of England. But she knew that she checked to make sure that she did not miss any of the little symbols that she was supposed to draw. She discovered that she forgot to draw one of the little anvils that way. The little anvils represented all the iron factories in England during the Industrial revolution. It made her wonder, what if we did not have all those iron factories during the Industrial revolution? We probably would not have all the metal appliances today. Or maybe we would have discovered how to mine iron eventually. In fact, what if we never gone through the Industrial revolution in the first place? Maybe the world would not have been so polluted as it is now or have all those awful weapons that have killed millions. But then she wouldn’t have so many things she would have right now. She wouldn’t be able to have all her clothes, or a car to get to school or anywhere else. She wouldn’t have her phone or her laptop. The laptop that was hers. The laptop that was hers that was in front of her. The laptop that was hers that was in front of her that had a blank document still waiting for her.
She snapped back to reality. She blinked, confused, as her mind sluggishly tried to register her surroundings. She looked down. The song that she was listening to had already finished and her earbuds were silent. The laptop screen had gone to sleep in her musings and she circled the mouse around a few times to wake it. The sudden blast of light blinded her and she had to blink a few times to get used to the light.
Once again, she was staring at a blank document on her laptop screen. She sighed as she placed her fingers on the keyboard and she began typing. Despite having her earbuds on...
by Jasmine Liu
Despite having her earbuds on for nearly two hours and going through numerous articles,videos, and pictures, she still had no idea what she was going to write. A blank document sat in front of her. She had started to write something numerous times, but ultimately deleted each and every one of those starts.
Ironically, she was uncertain as what she wanted to write for her project. Her prompt was a difficult one. While she could write narratives and essays under her own prompt, writing using a single word as her only guideline was something that she never thought that she would have trouble writing.
She could feel her arm getting sore from trying to hold her head up. Another minute ticked by on the clock on the bottom right hand of her laptop screen. By now she was struggling to even get mind to keep up with her.
She let her mind drift. The white void of the blank document and the music pumping through her ears made her think of pianos and battlefields.
I close my eyes…
I feel alive...
This is forever…
The heavy base of the music reminded her of clapping and stomping to a beat. The nice piano going along with the beat. Her mind started to sync with the music’s beat. However, the word “uncertainty” continued to taunt her in her mind. She began to think about her assignments and whether or not she completed them. She knew that she completed them, right? Wait, but what if she forgot something on her history assignment? Maybe she missed one of the instructions to draw something on that map of England. But she knew that she checked to make sure that she did not miss any of the little symbols that she was supposed to draw. She discovered that she forgot to draw one of the little anvils that way. The little anvils represented all the iron factories in England during the Industrial revolution. It made her wonder, what if we did not have all those iron factories during the Industrial revolution? We probably would not have all the metal appliances today. Or maybe we would have discovered how to mine iron eventually. In fact, what if we never gone through the Industrial revolution in the first place? Maybe the world would not have been so polluted as it is now or have all those awful weapons that have killed millions. But then she wouldn’t have so many things she would have right now. She wouldn’t be able to have all her clothes, or a car to get to school or anywhere else. She wouldn’t have her phone or her laptop. The laptop that was hers. The laptop that was hers that was in front of her. The laptop that was hers that was in front of her that had a blank document still waiting for her.
She snapped back to reality. She blinked, confused, as her mind sluggishly tried to register her surroundings. She looked down. The song that she was listening to had already finished and her earbuds were silent. The laptop screen had gone to sleep in her musings and she circled the mouse around a few times to wake it. The sudden blast of light blinded her and she had to blink a few times to get used to the light.
Once again, she was staring at a blank document on her laptop screen. She sighed as she placed her fingers on the keyboard and she began typing. Despite having her earbuds on...