At around 10 this morning I remembered the circumstances under which I drew when I was little - in front of the TV watching some dumb show I wasn't particularly attached to. I decided I really wanted to do that. However, when I planted myself on the couch, I remembered that my mother ordered a new couch for delivery today, and the delivery fellas were supposed to come around 12:30 and pick up our old, terrible, '70s-red-plaid couch. So, after breakfast, I decided to take the remaining hour and a half of my time and spend it sitting in front of the TV, drawing, like I did when I was but a lass.
I hate doing realism most of the time; I either do it just to prove to myself or someone else that I am capable of producing it or if I just feel like going through the motions without actually feeling anything. This time, I wanted to see how much of my living room I could draw before the delivery guys showed up.
Challenging yourself like this is another way to get your inspiration and creativity going - even if it's a really boring, non-committal challenge like this one. Oh, and if you want some pointers on drawing realism, here they are: look at your subject a lot, use your pencil as a guide, and maybe develop a lazy eye. Really helps flatten out your images.