Know how? Know-how!

I’ve loved to write for as long as I can remember; and each time inspiration struck, I was euphoric.  The creativity would last as long as it took for me to spit out a story and then would retreat into some part of me I couldn’t reach.  It was as if I had no control whatsoever over my own imagination. I would patiently wait for the next lightning bolt, but at times I felt like a character in Waiting for Godot—bored, boring—not a good thing for a wannabe author.

A different kind of lightning bolt struck me recently.  I realized that there’s a pretty simple solution to put me back in the driver’s seat—attend a workshop.  I've attended three over the past six months with the same results.  I came away from each one feeling completely energized, anxious to apply my newfound knowledge. 

Isn’t know-how just the coolest motivation ever?