The Joy of the Creator

meI can be pretty moody at work, depending on how much stupid is being thrown at me from all directions.  I would say that my average mood has gone from anger to indifference as of late as I slog through each day’s 8-hour adventure.

There are brief moments of happiness to be found, though, whether its from coworkers’ jokes, a good lunch, or even the occasional not-completely-angry-at-us customer.  I was having something of a ‘blah’ day earlier this week when I stopped to have a conversation with one of my cubicle-neighbors.  The conversation awoke my muse and I spent my lunch hour starting on writing a short story that was inspired by that conversation.

The story isn’t anything terribly special; it’s supposed to be a quick gag story that I’ll post onto my website.  But I enjoyed writing the beginning of that story, so much so that I returned to the office a few minutes late.  I spent the remainder of that afternoon in the office in a really good mood.  I was happy not only because of the work I had done, but also at the anticipation of finishing that story.  Thoughts of dialogue and plot points popped into my head on occasion.

I don’t know if it was because I hadn’t written anything in awhile, but that one hour or so of writing made me feel wonderful, even if it I wasn’t something terribly important.  There’s just something about creating something new that is very satisfying, second only to the euphoria of finishing it!

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  1. […] As I mentioned previously, I tend to carry a chip on my shoulder at work, which can increase or decrease in size depending on the derp that is being thrown my way by customers, coworkers, and the company I work for.  I recently had an instance where working on a story during my lunch hour improved my mood and I felt happy throughout the remainder of the day. […]

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