Creativity for sale?

Okay, so. I just got off the phone with my aunt, who is a freelance author. She writes childrens stories. A few have been published in magazines, and there was talk about getting a childrens novella published. Well, anyway, she's been writing this short story. You know... one of those picture book types where the sentence structure is like "See spot run. Run, Spot, run." Very simple. Except she can't think of a title. So what does she do? Calls to bounce ideas off of me.

No problem. I'm always willing to help.

Just last night I was helping Tari come up with more fanfiction ideas, complete with a crash course in Abnormal Psychology. I was helping her come up with her characters personality, the basic plot, along with the technical terminology she'd need.

Again, no problem at all.

But here I am thinking.... why in the heck am I supplying ideas to other people, and not using them on my own?

I may have worded that in a funky way. Not like I'm NOT going to supply title ideas or iron out fanfiction plots for people. But seriously? I'm sitting here at the computer trying to work on a paper about the medieval histories of the hurdy gurdy and hammered dulcimer while people like my aunt and Tari are happily working on their own creative projects that I'm helping along. Aw, come on, I want some creative energy for me, too!! :(

Again, still not explaining myself very well. It sounds like I'm saying "Stupid aunt... stupid Tari... taking MY ideas while I'm sitting here WORKING...." That's not it. It's more like "Hey... why am I not using my creative genius on my own stuff?" Like I feel like I'm letting my writing sit and rust while my ideas go cheat on me. Like...

Oh. Like the talents. In Matthew. Heh. Like singing. Letting it just sit and rust when--

Well, I think I just had an epiphany. XD