“Quiet People Have The Loudest Minds”
I’ve been giving this quote some thought the past few weeks.
After a lifetime of being called a “quiet” person, I get what this is all about. My mind is constantly in gear, sometimes going almost faster than I can keep up. It’s loud and colorful, deep and wide. Sometimes I envy Captain Cavedweller, who claims he can sit and think about… nothing.
Really? Nothing? I still have trouble picturing how that works. There is never “nothing” going on in my head. Ever.
I would imagine a lot of writers, and creative people, probably have this same problem. Their minds are rarely quiet and their imaginations run on overdrive.
But that can be a good thing.
I think it takes a vivid, curious, relentless imagination to be successful in creative outlets.
Imagination is the thing that asks the questions like who, what, where, when, how. It pushes us forward and provides a broad lens for us to view the world.
Imagination is the thing that turns “she sat down” into “she gingerly lowered herself to the derelict chair, hoping the spindly legs would bear her weight.”
Sometimes being loud is a very good thing.