Saturday, July 11, 2009

On Writer's Block

I don't think writer's block is really something that can be discussed when it is actually happening to you. People say, of course, "OH, you must have writer's block,:-
.................but it's not like that.
It's not as if you realize what's happening while it's happening.
Sometimes days.................................................weeks.........................................................fly by and you've no reckoning of when the last time you sat down to write was. And yet that thought is but a fleeting moment, and before you know it you're back into the daily routine of counting money and hacking demons with your one-handed battle axe. Level 60 required.

And every time you think about it, all you want to do is stop

thinking

about it.

Writing without an idea is too painful," you say. It's like pulling teeth," you say. And the thought of this sheer agony of sitting down to write something meaningful will only douse your spirit of any fire it had to go do something fun for a change, or get outside and enjoy the sun. I must need a laptop, because sitting inside and writing seems so lazy and gross to me now. And hand writing seems like a steam-powered locomotive in comparison to the bullet train of a standard 'QWERTY' keyboard. I mean, erasing is so 1885 ("EIGHTEEN EIGHTY-FIVE! MY BELOVED CLARA! GREAT SCOTT!")

They say things like, "Keep those creative juices flowing.

















Flow, damn you.