The old saying is that success is 10% inspiration and 90%
perspiration, and every conscientious writer – or artist of any description –
takes this onboard as a truism. We learn to work hard, to channel inspiration
into the mechanism as a fuelling agent. Is that the only role for inspiration?
How does it function?
This is perhaps a unique matter for every artist. The
interaction of the faculty (that glimpses a finished product) with the means (by
which it is reached) – when coming to think about it I find myself hard put to
say how it works. There is obviously
some professional component, but my impression is the facility is probably far
more intrinsic than it is mechanical.
In an interview many, many years ago, Freddie Mercury was
asked how he came up with the idea for Bohemian
Rhapsody. He replied it was in fact three different songs, none of which
was working on its own; when combined they became three sparkling components of
a new whole – and the rest is history, as they say. Surely that was both an
inspired move and a thoroughly professional one – the ability to understand
when the material was not working and to make a leap of faith to find a form in
which it did.
As a painter in my earlier years, I was either blessed or
cursed with the ability to see in my mind’s eye what my finished artwork should look like, and then left with the
task of trying to match that vision with a brush – it never really worked. As a
writer the same faculty is in play, and it is still just as visual. I will
glimpse a scene and wonder what it means, perceive some vista that characters
will move among or witness, and be left to overcome a problem – the
visualisation is complete in itself if one is a painter, but in terms of
fiction constitutes a setting, contributing to a scenario, and merely
describing it is not telling a story. It contributes to the texture and world
building elements, and is inspirational because of its completeness, but other
elements need to come together for it to mean something coherent.
Some writers glimpse plotlines, the interaction of
characters and the forces driving them, but are surprisingly light on setting
and detail. That would seem the opposite
of sensing the lush detailing of a scene and then fitting the story dynamics to
it.
Whichever tack one comes in on, it is the end product that
matters – are the elements balanced? If the characters are both believable and
set against an engaging backdrop, it should make no difference to the reader
which element came first in the creative process. How does the story read?
Proof of the pudding, and all that.
Can we write without inspiration? Of course; ignoble hack
work for low wages – the sports reporter, the jaded critic, the micro-managed
coursework composer, the pulp-fiction ghost writer – would likely be devoid of
inspiration, and many a writer has probably found him or herself in such a
trap, making ends meet but not enjoying it. To the creative soul can there be
anything worse than the shine going off what used to be a joy? The real trick
is preserving the pleasure in the process, keeping the art alongside the
technical competence and, yes, the spark of inspiration alive. After all, it is
that inner visualisation the artist tries to capture and record, and, surely
for many, it’s where the pleasure really
lies.
Cheers, Mike Adamson
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