I know I have been quiet on here. I haven’t posted in 10 days. I think in blog time that is something like 3 years. I have been stricken with a terrible case of writer’s block. The only natural enemy of the writer. Well, there may be others, but writer’s block is certainly the worse .
Writer’s block is that horrible condition where a writer has no idea what to write. In can be minor; like not know what to write on Twitter. Or it can be severe; like not knowing what to write anywhere. Writer’s block affects all writers of all ages, there is no vaccine against it, and it often requires lengthy treatments that are not guaranteed to work. Worst of all it’s not covered by most insurance carriers.
My case was moderate. I managed to put together a few tweets, I think I got on Google+ with a post, and Facebook got a few posts. But, I could not think of anything to write, both here or for a new short story. I haven’t got anymore written on my novel.
I tried all the treatments. They don’t work. I brainstormed, I read, I wrote nonsense, I opened the documents to type, and still nothing got down to the page. I tried hard to get something down on paper some where. Nothing. Not even a sticky note on the fridge reminding me to buy my son Ice Cream toppings for his school party.
I had an awesome dream. I woke up and thought, This will make the most awesome story known to man. Sure enough, my writer’s block was so severe that I didn’t write the idea down and fell back a sleep. That is a cardinal sin in the writing community, and I did it. And now, I still can’t remember even the smallest detail of what that dream was about. All I can remember now is, You fool. You could have been the next Heinlein, and you didn’t write it down. Your note pad was arms length from your bed and you were too lazy to write it down.
Then yesterday I got a rejection letter from a publication for my latest short story. Its okay, it was only the first market I have sent it too so I was not really surprised. However, when you have writer’s block it is a bit more discouraging. I sent it off to another publication as I promised myself I would always do.
And then I had a great idea for a blog post. I will write about Editors.
Then I realized that might be career suicide if I wrote down what I was thinking of editors after getting a rejection. So I decided that post should probably wait.
Well then my Van broke down… yes I drive a mini-van. Stop looking at me like that. Men drive mini-vans too. Well, as you have read in other threads, writing provides stress relief for me. Well, I needed it and I still couldn’t think of a damn thing to put on paper.
Then today, I went through my routine. Checked Facebook, Checked the Facebook Author Page, Checked Twitter, Checked Google+, and then I got to this site. And I thought to myself, I need to blog. My adoring fans need to hear from me. It has been three blog years since I posted.
It didn’t work. I couldn’t think of anything. Then after going back to Facebook and then back to this site. It dawned on me. I should write about the tragedy of Writer’s Block. And so, I give you this post. I managed over 700 words here.
I AM CURED!
So what is my point is all this? I am not sure I really have one. Give me a minute, let me see if I can make one up…
Okay I got it.
Writer’s Block is a debilitating disease to a writer. And really only time can cure it. The more you force yourself to writer something the more resistant the disease becomes. Sometimes you have to just take a break and let the disease run its course. And when you are ready you will have something great to write. Or at least something to write.*
If you have suggestions on how to cure Writer’s Block, please feel free to comment.
Now if you will excuse me, I have things to write.
*Note: The statements made in this blog have not been evaluated by the FDA, your results may vary.