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On Writing: Are All Your Ducks Lined Up?

Sorry for the radio silence over here at The Blabbermouth Blog. It’s not like I didn’t have anything to say (about going to the Texas Book Festival, coming home early so I didn’t get stuck in Austin, meeting Maureen Johnson on a long line at the airport and being kind of star struck… About being without electricity for a week or skirting actual disaster from Hurricane Sandy… About my worries and concerns regarding the presidential election… About preparing for another storm about to hit the New York area…). I think my problem, like many writers, is that I somehow feel that everything needs to be in order for me to write.

I’d like to recommend that you do as I say, not as I do. That is, nothing is ever really in order, so write anyway! Write when you’re on an airplane. Write when the lights are out (By hand! By candle light! You can do it!). Write when you don’t know which direction the country (or your life or the world) is going, whether your guy or the other guy will be in charge. Write when the future is uncertain. Write when you know that what you’re going to write is going to suck. Or when nobody will read it. Or when you’re not sure what to say. For those of you participating in NaNoWriMo, write because you said you were going to. For those of you not participating in NaNoWriMo, write because you said you were going to. Write because you have something (or nothing) to say, but because who you’ve said you are is a writer. And writers write.

So tell me: What are you waiting for? Are you writing?

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You call yourself a writer?!

It’s been so long since I’ve worked on my own fiction that I can’t remember my main character’s name. It’s been so long since I’ve posted to this blog that I don’t remember why I was a princess. It’s been so long since I’ve read a book that wasn’t still in manuscript form that I’ve forgotten that track changes isn’t part of every reading experience. It’s been so long since I’ve had an original idea. It’s been so long since I’ve typed on a typewriter, written on a yellow lined pad, used whiteout. So how, why, with what amount of braggadocio do I have the cojones to call myself a real writer?

Um… well… I just am.

How about you? Do you ever get stuck? Stalled? Distracted? Waylaid?

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When writing feels like I’m pulling my own teeth out…

I took a stab at my WIP today. It was painful. After finally figuring out which version of the many I have saved in various places on my computer was the most up to date version, re-reading what (little) I’ve written, and sitting staring dumbly at my computer screen’s blinking cursor for 20 minutes, I wrote two paragraphs. That’s right. Two paragraphs.

Perhaps my “big idea” just sucks. Or maybe I really don‘t have anything to say. Could it be that I’m just destined for the other end of the manuscript (i.e. reading them not writing them)? Or maybe it’s just a dry spell… a never-ending dry spell. Or it could be that I’m getting cold feet. I’ve determined that once the kiddies are finally away at camp I’m really digging in and spending some time with this manuscript. Gulp.

Do you find writing painful? Do you do it anyway? Why?

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