Writer's Block

[Djmac1031]

Applause is welcomed.

I realize you're being sarcastic, but I will applaud that.

Because I know how it feels to be stuck. To want to write but the words won't come.

When they finally do, it feels great. Even if its only a few paragraphs.

So congrats. Seriously.

 

[SamanthaBehgs]

Broke the block,sideslipped the stall. Added 450 words. Not yet the sex scene, more set up, but in keeping with the story, exploring the character's mental process. The nature of the sex scene is defined, coming soon.
Applause is welcomed.

Standing oration from me....or was it ovation?

 

[SamanthaBehgs]

Had a lovely dinner with my daughter last night. Feeling a bit better. But still can't find my muse...and the only reward is a fresh story for you to read.

Unless you'd like a character named after you? That i can do...

I wouldn't turn down a poem should writing another strikes your fancy. I don't think your current WIP needs a Sammy

 

[sirhugs]

I wouldn't turn down a poem should writing another strikes your fancy. I don't think your current WIP needs a Sammy

There is always the possibility of another story, at least until I reach 200.

 

[sirhugs]

*ding ding* 400 words this morning
even better I know where I am headed for the next while.

 

[Djmac1031]

Standing oration from me....or was it ovation?

Oration, ovation... let's call the whole thing off...

 

[old_prof]

Standing oration from me....or was it ovation?

Throw ovulation in there and you have the start for an entry to the pregnancy event next year.

 

[LegendInMyOwnMind]

My muse is silent. My writing tends to be a way to cope with trauma or emptiness. Well, my traumas are largely healed now. Thanks to a relationship with an inappropriately young lady (28 vs. my 68), I couldn't feel empty if I wanted to. How the hell am I going to finish my works in progress? Do I care? Maybe not.

 

[Rob_Royale]

My muse is silent. My writing tends to be a way to cope with trauma or emptiness. Well, my traumas are largely healed now. Thanks to a relationship with an inappropriately young lady (28 vs. my 68), I couldn't feel empty if I wanted to. How the hell am I going to finish my works in progress? Do I care? Maybe not.

I know what you mean. I say shelve the older work and start off with a love poem to your new paramour. Something full of appreciation and gratitude for this new lovely blossom in your life. Then maybe a sexy poem. See where it goes after that.

 

[OddLove]

I find that holding on too tightly only suffocates my creativity. I've never defeated or overcome writers block, I've only outlasted it.

 

[sirhugs]

My muse is silent. My writing tends to be a way to cope with trauma or emptiness. Well, my traumas are largely healed now. Thanks to a relationship with an inappropriately young lady (28 vs. my 68), I couldn't feel empty if I wanted to. How the hell am I going to finish my works in progress? Do I care? Maybe not.

Well, the healing and relationship are good news. I have neither, just the depression (and its buddy anxiety, which makes me want to finish).
But happy for you. If you don't care, that's all that matters.

 

[sirhugs]

I find that holding on too tightly only suffocates my creativity. I've never defeated or overcome writers block, I've only outlasted it.

try outdancing it.

 

[RoperTrace]

try outdancing it.

Meaning? Serious question.

 

[LegendInMyOwnMind]

I know what you mean. I say shelve the older work and start off with a love poem to your new paramour. Something full of appreciation and gratitude for this new lovely blossom in your life. Then maybe a sexy poem. See where it goes after that.

I like the way you think. I'm not much of a poet, but I may be able to craft something.

 

[sirhugs]

Meaning? Serious question.

Dancing is a good way to generate energy and positive mood hormones.

 

[LegendInMyOwnMind]

I know what you mean. I say shelve the older work and start off with a love poem to your new paramour. Something full of appreciation and gratitude for this new lovely blossom in your life. Then maybe a sexy poem. See where it goes after that.

I tried this (with AI assistance, so I won't publish it except here):

You are sexy, sensuous sunshine,
Warming spaces, lighting nights.
In your smile, my world aligns,
In your eyes, my endless light.

In your touch, the world's aflame,
Where shadows fade, and love's the aim,
With every breath, you stake your claim,
My equinox girl, my heart's sweet name.

With your laughter, the stars appear,
A celestial beat, and your love is near,
In your love, I see it clear,
My forever starts when you are here.

("Equinox girl" is in reference to her March 21st birthday.)

 

[MillieDynamite]

Alone in my room, I write
Alone in my room, I wonder
Alone in my room, my fingers hover above the keys
Alone in my room, I type
Alone in my room, I hit backspace, backspace, backspace...
Alone in my room, I ponder the next word
Alone in my room, I think, "I want another coffee"
Alone in my kitchen, I push the plunger down on the French press
No longer alone in my room, Cat walks across the keyboard, and I get an idea
Thank god for cats who must wander