Most of the time, writing is like giving birth to me. I keep parroting that I want to write but at the same time I also feel that doing so is an ordeal. Ironic, isn’t it? When I write about my reflections on life, I tend to dig deep within or look back and see how my experiences or other’s experiences can enrich my write-up. The process can be so dragging and at times I get stuck.
I was lying in bed face down while writing “Of regrets and lessons from Malala Yousafzai”. When I got stuck, I just stared at the elephant print on my malong. I was gonna give up writing and just go to sleep but then I started doodling. While drawing the elephant my brain seemed to be extracting creative juices. After drawing I regained my focus, ready to finish writing. Now I know what to do when I face writer’s block. All I need is another creative outlet like drawing or photography.
Here is my drawing! Elephant is believed to bring luck and fortune. And luck it brought to me indeed because the next day I was able to write the speech I have been meaning to finish since 2 weeks ago.