A recurring topic on Internet writers’ groups is writers’ block. The writers discussing the cursed block range from beginners to old pros at the writing game. Here are some suggestions that came out in a recent discussion as possible reasons for writers’ block.
Not thinking through a situation carefully enough
When the first blush of an idea strikes, the immediate feeling is to sit down and capture it on paper. However, rushing to write before the idea is fully formed can have detrimental effects…suddenly you find yourself painted into a corner with no way out. Continue reading “Coping with Writer's Block”
When I get on a roll and writing seems to pour out of me, I think, ah yes, I can do this. I can easily write my 2,000 words a day. Then something happens and I feel like I will never write again.
There is a solution. Or several. I know. I’ve had this happen to me for years and always looked for suggestions to get past so-called Writer’s Block. Usually it’s a matter of not knowing what to write. I still have a couple of people I do some writing for and I rarely have writer’s block there. They tell me what they want and I write it. Continue reading “The Crisis of a Writer's Conscience”
I dither a lot and it seems to take me forever to get things done. I had a whole blog about getting healthy and I have this blog and I have another couple of blogs. It is too distracting to get up each day and think about what I am going to blog about today. All that happens is that I never blog.
Then I feel guilty about not blogging. Like here, I was writing about 52 ancestors. I got to eight and then froze up. I went to the health blog and spent all spring and summer blogging about how I need to exercise while being so physically unfit I have to drive a block from the shop to the bridge club.
I’m supposed to be writing a mystery series and I don’t.
This weekend we are packing for our annual October trek to Arizona. It should be easy because we do this every fall but I never remember to make a list so each year I have to start from scratch. This year I am making a list. Even better, I am putting the list in a journal that I am keeping about each day.
Even the journal became a dither factor. I have had this particular journal for a couple of years and the blank, unmarked pages were daunting. It was a gift from my old buddies Perry and Cyrille. I need a system to keep track of my income, my to do list, the things I need to buy, the places I need to go and the interesting tidbits I hear each day.
So I made a plan to do something about it. Rather than scrawl notes on loose pieces of paper, I started putting them in the journal. I had two full pages of things to do yesterday. I got a lot accomplished including last minute grocery shopping. Some of the thing that had been hovering over me for weeks took less than 10 minutes to finish.
If nothing else, I won’t have that confusion next year about what needs to be done here to turn things off and what needs to be done in Arizona to turn things on. This is the journal over to the right.
Speaking of next year, I will be 67 and by that time my father was already suffering from the effects of strokes. There are certain family health issues that are quite apparently part of my makeup too. Such as the propensity for strokes.
It’s not in my journal yet but I do plan to continue with the remaining 46 ancestors and also a tribute to my cousin David Reid who prepared the photo of my ancestor Alexander Reid and his son David Reid. He emailed the images to me around the turn of the century and I never credited him for them. I had lost his email address.
Yes, I know. Poor record management.
I’m struggling to overcome annoyance at my fly by the seat of my pants approach to a scattered life. Bear with me.