What my creative process looks like
After days of something akin to agony, I put the finishing touches on a first draft of an about page for a dear client of mine… and the whole thing got me thinking about my process, so I thought I’d share.
When someone new engages me to write for them, the first thing that happens is that Nita sends out a bit of homework, a questionnaire. Then, in the days before our project chat by skype, I sit with those questionnaire answers. 99% of the time, I read them and intuitively and immediately have a sense of the direction we’ll go. There are phrases and feelings that will jump out to me and I will feel the beginning stages of communion with this person I haven’t met yet (and yet we have met – because I believe you can meet through words).
Before our first meeting, I meditate and I pray. I ask that our connection be for the greatest good and the highest service. And then we chat and I ask lots of questions so I can get a really strong feeling of what it would be like to be vulnerable with this person, how they make that safe. That is what I’m always looking to convey in my writing for others – how it feels to be with someone.
With a notebook full of thoughts and scribbles from our interview compiled, I take at least a day away (and often three) from the project. There is percolating to do and this space, I’ve come to discover, is essential for me.
When I am ready to write, I open up my laptop and my notes and I think about the person I’m writing for and her intended audience and, again, I pray. I ask that I be a channel and that what I create – what I write – be used to connect my client and those who need her in the most loving, peaceful and healing manner. That might seem over-the-top but because my clients are all – on one level or another – healers, I think the responsibility of words is great. I’m not thinking that because I pray, every draft I write is perfect, but I do think it sets an intention and my hope is that in reading that first draft, my client feels heard and understood.
Intention set, I put my fingers to the keyboard. Sometimes the first sentences come out with ease. Sometimes, there is so much flow. But it always eventually stalls. Always. There always comes a point where things get sticky and gritty and I think I have no business being a professional writer. I doubt I can ever find the words to match the beauty of my clients’ work. I procrastinate. I muck about Facebook or answer a few dozen emails. I close up for the day, discouraged.
And then, the next day – or the day after – I get back at it, smooth all the rough spots of the first run, find a few phrases that I really love (“Hm, maybe I did get a thing or two right..”) and I complete my first draft. Along the way, I’ll be stopping to research and to consider and to think, too, lest one think all a writer does is type.
Sometimes, I have to go through the I’m pathetic/I’m okay cycle a few times in order to get that first draft out. But after 13 years as a professional writer, I’m getting more comfortable with this gritty part of the process. (Familiarity will do that.) I used to think I could skip it, but I can’t. Now I just plod through it, not stopping to lament too long. I know now that there’s always something else on the other side of the grit. And it’s usually pretty good.
First draft complete, I go through once more and clean up anything that doesn’t sing for me. I cull and cut and add and refine. I play with words. This is when it’s fun again. Actually, even the grit is fun… because it’s part of a whole that makes me feel creative and productive and vital and alive. Of service.
The next morning, the draft gets one more read and one more polish and then it makes its way from me to my client. I blow a kiss as I click Send.
And then await feedback, which is another post entirely.
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Writer Carrie Klassen is a green tea enthusiast, author-in-progress, fine point pen aficionado, INFJ Scorpio, and chief creatrix at Pink Elephant Creative, a website writing and design boutique for inspired entrepreneurs. She also writes workbooks and teaches workshops at Pink Elephant Academy for Entrepreneurs.

Dana Boyle LaPointe is a relationship coach and lawyer
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