If you’ve read this blog at all you may know that I’m not a huge believer in writer’s block. I (mostly) think it’s an excuse for when you don’t want to write, don’t have the time, characters won’t play nice, can’t form a coherent sentence, fill in the blank here. (Okay, okay, don’t throw tomatoes at me)
But I’m serious. I treat writing like a job, which means that I have to get the words out or I won’t get paid (because that’s pretty much it.) Some days that’s easier than others. A lot easier.
For the last two months, the words are not flowing well. And when they do, well….let’s just say I’m not always very happy with them. It’s been hard. It’s been a slog. And, it hasn’t been all that fun. At least not all the time.
But that’s okay because it can’t be fun ALL the time, can it?
There have been a few moments where I’ve wanted to quit, press delete and curl up under the covers in my bed. Because that would be easier. But I didn’t. And I won’t. This too shall pass.
I know for me the words aren’t coming easy because I’ve had a tough spring. The last few months ahve been emotional and draining and it’s hard to put life and love into your fictional characters when it’s all you can do some days to give it to your real life “characters”.
It will pass. And I’ll keep plowing through. And even if I have to rewrite the first half of this book, I will finish it. And then I’ll write another one.
Because that’s what I do.
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Have you experienced a time when the words just won’t come? Share?
