Thursday, April 16, 2009

Snarl

I don't do writer's block.

'Cause it doesn't exist. All that exists is sitting your ass in the chair or not sitting your ass in the chair.

Still, I spent about an hour today scraping little bits of stuck-on white-out and glue and unidentifiable sticky gunk off my desk using the cap from a Bic Crystal pen (the finest pen made). No words were written in that hour.

See, I'm trying to move a dog from one state to another...long story. Sigh.

5 comments:

Chris said...

I, too, think that writer's block is a myth, and I, too, sometimes stare at the screen with no idea what comes next. Sounds like a contradiction, or bullshit semantics, but it's not.

See, I think that the thing most folks call writer's block is a symptom. A symptom that your brain doesn't like something you just did. Whether a page back, or ten pages back, something just ain't sitting right -- find it, tweak it, and you're off to the races again.

Or maybe I have no idea what I'm talking about. Wouldn't be the first time...

Eric said...

There are a lot of things that can block us writers. Many of them perfectly reasonable, some physical, some psychological, some circumstantial. Being a professional means you work your way through them, you make false starts until you get to the right one, you pound your head against the wall until something useful spills out.

As Chuck Close said: "Inspiration is for amateurs."

You'll get through it, because you "don't do writers block." That makes you a pro. It doesn't, unfortunately, make it any less frustrating or painful while going through it.

Lisa said...

What if the dog runs away?? :) Or gets dognapped or stows away by accident (there's Cheetos in the car he stows away in??) ....

Eric--love that quote. :)

Back to work for me....

Martha Flynn said...

crack an egg. i hear it helps.

Crystal Kauffman said...

The last thing anyone needs is more advice, especially if you’re like me. I’m a do-things-my-own-way kinda writer.

But taking a brisk walk is never bad advice. Take along a tape recorder. Exercise increases heart rate and sends endorphins to the brain. And if you’re like me, I’m always jazzed to write when I can't... If you’re still stuck, skip it and move on. Fix it later when you’re in a better mind to.

If nothing else works, try Martha’s suggestion and crack an egg :)