An Insight into the Inner Workings of my Brain

Hello.

Yes, the title is the same as the blog's name. This is because, for once, I am genuinely providing an insight into the inner workings of my brain. It does exactly what it says on the tin.

Anyway, I have been feeling a little low lately. I won't go into detail about the ins and outs. The thing is, this down period has been really very fruitful in terms of creativity. Annoyingly, my brain is usually far too active for a single train of thought to develop into something more focused (this is why I have countless unfinished animations on my hard drive). The plasticity of my mindset means that I rarely return to a project without regarding it as old hat and somewhat pitiful, which, in the long run, is infuriating for me.
But it's interesting; when something gets me down, my rapid-fire mind becomes blinkered. It shuns any superfluous postulations and becomes rational and linear, without losing its flair for eccentricity. As a result, most of my best creative work happens during these moments. And this moment, this low moment, has been especially creative.

One of the problems I have as a result of my creative hyperactivity is that I struggle with plots. I find dedicating my brain power to developing a stoyline for one set of characters in a given scenario extremely difficult; I will suddenly think of another plot idea involving completely different characters, and the whole beastly thing starts all over again (again, hence the unfinished animations). This is a slight problem as an animator, and a major problem for an aspiring independent filmmaker. Being an aspiring independent filmmaker who specialises in animation and is also considering a career in writing, this is a developmental hiccup of galactic proportions.
You see, animation is like the flesh and the muscle of an animated film, and the storyline is like the skeleton. The animation can be beautiful and fully-formed and pleasing to the eye, but without a storyline, it collapses under its own unsupported weight into an inintelligible mess. My animations are mostly beautiful, unintelligible messes.

But every now and again, when my idiosyncratic sunny demeanour is dented by something or someone, everything focuses on a single idea - in this case, a story - and I am given the rare opportunity to run with it, distraction-free. I have thought of a wonderful, thought-provoking storyline (I'll keep it secret for now, just in case it doesn't amount to anything), and this is great because it serves as creative 'scaffolding' for an animation to build up around.

If I was near my home computer, I would start animating right away. But I'm not, so I can't. Typical, that is.
Anyway, never mind. I felt like reporting this on my blog as much as to have a personal record of this moment for myself as to provide you lot with some reading material over Easter.

Don't eat too much chocolate.

Will