High Ideas

Ridley Lake, Delco, Penna.

Being a writer, I often get ideas for things at any time of the day or night, anywhere. I used to carry around a little notepad and a pen to satisfy this aspect of creativity, but let's face it, nowadays that's pretty inconvenient, considering the advance of the smart phone.

And so, my "Notes" app on my iPhone is constantly opening as I jot down ideas as they come to me from the ether.

Towards this, I've created a long-running note called "High Ideas." You can interpret this title to mean anything you want, but to be honest, it just means "lofty" ideas-- ideas that come from That Place Out There (previously referred to as the "ether," you can call it the Muse, or whatever works for you.

I'm going to start blogging about some of these ideas, just to throw them out there. Maybe I'll get some interesting feedback and turn it into some profit. Maybe you'll keep your interesting feedback, steal my idea, I'll sue you, and then turn it into some profit.

Lol. Just kidding (almost). The profit I'm speaking of if the profit of creative gain; like scratching a phantom itch.

Off we go:

"When it feels like you’ve lost everything, you have nothing left to lose. There was no reason to hold myself back from starting a brand-new life. It was the perfect time to begin again, especially when it felt as if there was nothing left for me to hold onto."

Asia Simonelli, The Huffington Post, 2/1/19

As you can see, not every idea is mine. Some are. I have some story ideas, for example, that I will share. I have some deep thoughts that I will share. I have some quotes, as this one, that are particularly meaningful for me.

Those who know me know that this quote from the "Huffington Post," written by Asia Simonelli, that I stumbled across at the beginning of this month was particularly relative to me. It almost perfectly parallels my feelings from the year 2013, when I contemplated and then executed a move from my native Delaware County, Pennsylvania, where I was born and lived for 51 years, to Gwinnett County, Georgia.

What would trigger such an impactful uprooting? Well, Ms. Simonelli puts it quite succinctly, at least mostly. If you want to read more on my specific reasons, read the essay 

"The Ceremony of Innocence is Drowned," that I wrote and posted in this blog on Friday, August 9, 2013-- a scant few weeks after I made the jump. In it I try to validate my action, at least to myself...

© Ray Cattie