The super storm “Sandy” has come and gone. The elections are
finally over along with their ads. Thanksgiving is just around the corner with
Christmas to follow. So now things are finally back to normal around these
parts, for the most part.
There are tons of things that can distract us, block us from our everyday lives. But our lives aren’t the only things that are blocked, our thoughts. Where I’m headed with that is, writers block and what a pain it is.
If you ever watched the movie, “Run, Fatboy, Run” with Simon Pegg from “Shaun of the Dead”, Dennis (Simon Pegg) is running a race and he hits “The Wall”. The point where you don’t think you can’t go any farther, a point where you have to “will” yourself to go on.
“Wait a second, aren’t we talking about writers block. I thought that’s where you just don’t know what to write.” Indeed it is but for me, and I’m sure others out there, there’s something more. There are times in my unpublished (at this point) life where I just want to throw my hands up in the air, delete all my files, and set fire to all the work that I have done. But that would be silly now wouldn’t it. I’d be destroying years of work and for what?
You have to move on, make yourself go forward, and it’s hard. Writers block, honestly, isn’t something that I have a problem with. I can pull a story out of my butt on a whim of a notice. Why or how, I don’t know, it’s something I have always been able to do. But my block, my block as a writer is moving forward.
Right now, coming up with the financial means is my problem to move forward. I’ve mentioned this a couple times before so you probably already know about it. If you noticed about the 50’s Housewife Project and been keeping up with her blogs and posts, you’ve noticed the financial situation. And even with a budget plan that she has worked so hard on, there are always surprises that pop up.
There are tons of things that can distract us, block us from our everyday lives. But our lives aren’t the only things that are blocked, our thoughts. Where I’m headed with that is, writers block and what a pain it is.
If you ever watched the movie, “Run, Fatboy, Run” with Simon Pegg from “Shaun of the Dead”, Dennis (Simon Pegg) is running a race and he hits “The Wall”. The point where you don’t think you can’t go any farther, a point where you have to “will” yourself to go on.
“Wait a second, aren’t we talking about writers block. I thought that’s where you just don’t know what to write.” Indeed it is but for me, and I’m sure others out there, there’s something more. There are times in my unpublished (at this point) life where I just want to throw my hands up in the air, delete all my files, and set fire to all the work that I have done. But that would be silly now wouldn’t it. I’d be destroying years of work and for what?
You have to move on, make yourself go forward, and it’s hard. Writers block, honestly, isn’t something that I have a problem with. I can pull a story out of my butt on a whim of a notice. Why or how, I don’t know, it’s something I have always been able to do. But my block, my block as a writer is moving forward.
Right now, coming up with the financial means is my problem to move forward. I’ve mentioned this a couple times before so you probably already know about it. If you noticed about the 50’s Housewife Project and been keeping up with her blogs and posts, you’ve noticed the financial situation. And even with a budget plan that she has worked so hard on, there are always surprises that pop up.
Right now, she’s ill and possibly has to go to the doctor. That’s
just more money that needs to be used to make sure she’s better. Things like
that come up all the time and with Thanksgiving and Christmas around the
corner, you know that will take some from our not-so-deep pockets.
So my block is waiting patiently, saving my pennies, and getting this book edited and released. My block is telling myself everyday not to give into these feelings and cancel the whole project like I did over a decade ago.
Like Dennis from that movie; I, you, everyone who is struggling with their own wall, find a way to move forward, even if it’s only one step at a time.
So my block is waiting patiently, saving my pennies, and getting this book edited and released. My block is telling myself everyday not to give into these feelings and cancel the whole project like I did over a decade ago.
Like Dennis from that movie; I, you, everyone who is struggling with their own wall, find a way to move forward, even if it’s only one step at a time.
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