I get up early..very early. Sometimes, dawn will be hours away, but I pour myself a cup of coffee and sit down at my laptop. This is when I do my best writing, when the house is silent and I can only hear the voice of my muse.
I treasure those hours, for it is when I do my best work. It is when I can write my most poignant and soulful pieces. In the quiet of the early hours, I am free to dig deep and pull out emotions that I don’t let others see.
I know that many writers feel inspired when they play music while they write. I’ve tried, but I just can’t do it. I love music, of all kinds, but not when I’m trying to get those feelings into words. For that, I need silence. I need the private time, time I can spend with my words, examine them and make sure they are honest and true.
Once the sun rises, and my responsibilities start, my creative juices switch into a different mode. Everyday noise makes it impossible for me to dig deep for those emotions so I switch to pieces that don’t require laying my soul bare. They are lighter, less emotional and easier to write.
But, when I want to write a piece that comes from my deepest caverns of my heart, I must have quiet. I must have privacy. I must listen to my heart.
This is the time when silence is golden.