I write my best funny stories when I know someone asked me to do so and is waiting for me to deliver. I am thinking of my best friend from middle school who continuously asked me to write new stories about our favorite characters. It’s been about 10 years since then, but that time was euphoric and so gratifying for me creatively.
Having at least 1 person to work for gives me a purpose.
I love the time when I go to bed, the time when I am alone with myself, you can imagine. Then I start to dream. These dreams of travel and distant worlds. These dreams are Nepal, where there are many stones, and you can retire in meditation. This is how we grow spiritually. Then I have a creative idea that I am not ashamed to put on paper. But I don’t hate being told to write, then I had to use resources to help https://writinguniverse.com/free-essay-examples/friendship/ It was like that in college. Those were hard times, it was hard to be alone to focus on writing