i need help

[zell19861986]

i'm in a writing mood but i can't think of anything to write

 

[My Erotic Trail]

i'm in a writing mood but i can't think of anything to write

pinch your self and try again

 

[wildsweetone]

head down, bum up and start writing about what you have done today. stream of conscious thoughts. self editing whilst writing is not allowed. you've got ten minutes starting.... Now!

 

[zell19861986]

As i sit here thinking
I realize that i haven't done anything with my life
There is so many missed oppurtunities
Then i realize that those missed opurtunities are nothing more then chapters that are still open to me
Life is to short to think on the past
Life is to short to do anything but enjoy it

 

[wildsweetone]

awesome! now tell me how you're going to enjoy it.

 

[zell19861986]

*looks at it* i could make that better but you said no editing wild so i won't. lol

 

[zell19861986]

lol. actually i'm not. i'm the kind of writer that hates their own work but does it any way.

 

[wildsweetone]

make it up or write about how you're not going to enjoy it then.

 

[My Erotic Trail]

make it up or write about how you're not going to enjoy it then.

making pretzels again <grin whipping them into shape...

I am not going to flinch when it cracks across my hip!
writing from the hip!

 

[zell19861986]

As i sit here slowly killing myself
I look into the future
All i see is nothingness
I want to know whats in it
But I'm not skilled enough to see
The only ones that are
They can never tell me
That would ruin half the fun

 

[zell19861986]

making pretzels again <grin whipping them into shape...

I am not going to flinch when it cracks across my hip!
writing from the hip!

lol love writing like that. some pretty funny ones came out that way

 

[My Erotic Trail]

lol love writing like that. some pretty funny ones came out that way

tap tap tap
I peck at the keys
its not really writing
I finger paint
with words

 

[zell19861986]

Thought hurts my head
I kill everything i write
But i do it any ways
Thats half the fun

 

[wildsweetone]

hip shoot

As i sit here slowly killing myself
I look into the future
All i see is nothingness
I want to know whats in it
But I'm not skilled enough to see
The only ones that are
They can never tell me
That would ruin half the fun

they're all slowly dying
the men, women
and children. from birth
they begin to crumble, cracked
crusts collapsing as little by little
they grow, gather solids
to sustain a self image
that stands long enough
like pyramids tortured
by time, only to deteriorate
into a decomposed dried ocean
of ashes.

 

[zell19861986]

they're all slowly dying
the men, women
and children. from birth
they begin to crumble, cracked
crusts collapsing as little by little
they grow, gather solids
to sustain a self image
that stands long enough
like pyramids tortured
by time, only to deteriorate
into a decomposed dried ocean
of ashes.

*nods to the better poet* i try but don't quite get there.

 

[wildsweetone]

i don't think i'm a better poet. i just try to relax and then waffle. my fingertips know what i'm going to type before my head does. it's very obvious sometimes.


turn your self editor off and just keep writing. don't stop when you feel like it, keep going. eventually you'll find a tack and you'll be off in the direction you want.


then later when you're ready to start editing...
carry on thinking about what you're thinking about and then see if you can compare the weight of sadness/anger/hatred/disappointment/frustration with concrete images.

the key when you want to write but don't know what to write, is to start with the mundane and just let your thoughts flow without stopping.

if you're conscious of the time, set a timer (oven/microwave/alarm clock etc) for half an hour and then you will relax as you write.

 

[zell19861986]

i'll have to do that a little later on when i have a pencil and paper in front of me

 

[wildsweetone]

oh one more thing before i log off until later...

you can trick yourself - i learnt this from some form poetry i was playing with a while ago.

take each line of the poem you have written already and then expand on it, say another three or four lines. it makes your mind go further than what's in the forefront and it seems to do some amazing things. (at least for me it does.)

by the way, i am no expert at this stuff. i just like playing around and learning. this is a great place to learn.