BiscuitHammer
The Hentenno
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- Aug 12, 2015
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Everyone gets writer's block at some point or other, when the words just won't take shape no matter how much dynamite you use to blast away the mental blockage. Some days where I sit down, I might manage to plink in thirty very unsatisfying words that don't fit. I can sit there and stare and think, I can get up and walk around and come back, I can exercise, or I can try the whole 'write drunk, edit sober' routine, and it just won't help that day or days.
Contrariwise, in the span of one twelve-hour shift, I once pounded out a sixty-thousand word story, and it was fan-freaking-tastic. I didn't even have any Scotch or absinthe in my system, the words were just flowing like Dionysian wine. I wish it was like that all the time.
I thought Covid would actually make the whole writing thing easier, and it had the exact opposite effect for me. I did NOT have more time on my hands, and I did NOT feel more inspired which what time I did manage to scratch out.
Maybe it'll be different with the Monkey Pox, who knows? Thankfully, I'm old enough to have received the smallpox vaccine, so I can just watch the devastation beyond my windows and write about it.
How about y'all? How back and forth and temperamental are you writings jags? And how long do the glorious flushes or the agonizing droughts last?
I'm coming out of a drought. Time to squeeze my buxom muse until her pretty pips squeak...
Contrariwise, in the span of one twelve-hour shift, I once pounded out a sixty-thousand word story, and it was fan-freaking-tastic. I didn't even have any Scotch or absinthe in my system, the words were just flowing like Dionysian wine. I wish it was like that all the time.
I thought Covid would actually make the whole writing thing easier, and it had the exact opposite effect for me. I did NOT have more time on my hands, and I did NOT feel more inspired which what time I did manage to scratch out.
Maybe it'll be different with the Monkey Pox, who knows? Thankfully, I'm old enough to have received the smallpox vaccine, so I can just watch the devastation beyond my windows and write about it.
How about y'all? How back and forth and temperamental are you writings jags? And how long do the glorious flushes or the agonizing droughts last?
I'm coming out of a drought. Time to squeeze my buxom muse until her pretty pips squeak...