What’s it like to have writer’s block, you ask? Just play along. Let me tell you.
Right after I check the Tweeter-verse.
Dang. No inspiration there. Sorry. I’m back. Writer’s block. Yes. I can assure you it is most definitely a thing that all writers suffer from at one time or another. All of them. Every single one. I know this is true because realistically, how could they not? I mean, you just can’t be inspired all of the time.
Hold on, I just got a text.
Talk amongst yourselves…
Ok, I’m back. What was I saying? Writer’s block. Yes. I’m going to Google it.
Wikipedia told me that even Adele has suffered from it so I must be right, right? I was going to tell you how long the Wikipedia entry is but when I Googled “how to do a word count on a web page” Google told me I had to download a program and, well, forget that. I can assure you there were a lot of words. Obviously, the Wiki does not suffer from writer’s block.
Turns out, there are lots of tools for overcoming this most horrible of all writing afflictions. There are pages dedicated to providing writing prompts like this one:
“Write a short story that starts with a person eating a pickle and potato sandwich.”
I’m not making this up. I can’t. I have writer’s block.
Not helpful
I’m not finding those attempts at inspirational prodding to be particularly helpful, to be honest. They feel more like the classic situation where you’ve misplaced something and while you frantically search high and low for this most critical item of your daily existence, your partner offers the least helpful of all questions, “Where did you leave it?”
Well, I left my creative brain somewhere and for the life of me, I can’t find it. Maybe this will be like that autumn a few years ago when I misplaced a favourite lipstick and then end up finding it in my spring purse. After winter. When I was switching purses in the spring. I’m hoping this creative desert is not so large as to take up an entire turn of seasons.
No. I’m sure it won’t be.
It’s raining outside now. I should write about the rain.
“It was a dark and stormy… morning.” Hmm. Perhaps not.
All joking aside, today does feel like a slow day. I’ve been immersed in writing workshops for two days now and although my brain is filled to overflowing with style ideas, the actual content is escaping me for the day.
Then again, I did just write this little piece. Short and sweet. Nothing great but better than nothing at all.
And that’s how you overcome writer’s block.
