What do you do when the pot runs empty? Every writer has heard of writer’s block. Some believe it exists while others deny it. I’ve become a denier as of late. My denial is part of a deeper understanding of the way my creativity works. It is not endless. It is a subconscious way of rationalizing all of my desires with all of the experiences I have over the course of a day, week, my life. From time to time life itself can become overwhelming and during those times I lose that ability to connect my creative side with the rational understanding of what is happening. I get backed up, and don’t produce new ideas. It isn’t a block in the traditional sense of having nothing to write, but a disconnect between the craziness of the world and the part of my brain that makes sense of all that.
Sometimes there isn’t enough time to let your mind sort things out. You do the day to day routine, living the part of an automaton more than a thinking, feeling being. When this happens it becomes difficult to generate new ideas and to go to that place where your true self exists–that place where the writing comes alive and explodes unto the page.
I could use a vacation…
Some Thoughts:
- TLC’s obsession with polygamy and dwarfism is getting old. Of course, a show about little people polygamists might be interesting, but I’m more interested in seeing a little bit of polygyny. What will the media say about a show where a woman has five husbands?