What fuels you? What fuels me? Interesting question. My best writing stems from a place of great emotional attachment. The emotion can be anger, indigination (righteous baby) joy, amusement or even sadness. For writing to have passion, I think you need to feel passion. And not just the Tawna kind, although there’s certainly a place for that. As you well know about it if you read my captivating SEX chapter. (Insert winky icon here.)
When I write I need to feel the same thrill as I get from seeing a Camaro on the road. Heart revs up, brain runs on all cylinders (4, 6, or 8 depends on day) and I burn rubber across the page. Then there are low fuel days. You know you need to write. You might have a deadline – real or self-imposed. And you sit at your computer feeling lower than low with an empty tank. It’s not writer’s block, per se – you’re just not that motivated to write. Music fuels me for certain. Coffee helps or a cold drink on a warm day when I’m sitting my deck with my laptop. Never alcohol. I’m no teetotaler, but WUI doesn’t appeal to me. On low fuel days I sit down, close my eyes and just think of what the story, character, column needs to have to come alive. The engine sputters. I contemplate literary jumper cables (more coffee please) and turn to AAA of writing – my agent. My writer friends. Then the engine turns over and I’m off. Maybe for a Sunday drive, maybe a race around the track.