Writer's Block Sucks
Writer's block is a block .... a block of stone that sits heavily in my mind and shuts out any good light. It's nasty, it's insipid, it traps and pins me. It's all tied up in deep emotional crap like self-doubt, lack of confidence, feeling alone, feeling the weight of failure. I wish I could never feel like that again.
But I will, since it's the dark part of being a writer. How can I get out of it next time? How can I at least ease the passage? It's a time of rest. It comes in its own time and stays as long as it wants. It's a shadowy and unwanted guest. It disregards goals.
I'd already been suffering under it in August, so when the new September month dawned I made the goal of finishing my novel. It seemed rather easy, and also coincided with a New Moon on August 28th. I was ready. But I wasn't ready for all the emotional drama that hit me in September, from personal to my career. My publicist dropped me due to my inherent artistic temperament (read: moody), and said she wasn't prepared to deal with me. I am still hurt, but I am starting to feel better. I know my strengths, and being a publicist for my own works is not a strength. My strength is writing.
But now September is coming to a close and October is around the corner. These eight weeks of writer's block now is starting to feel like a newly dug pond, where I can return again and again to fish out the deep emotions I need for getting to the heart of my stories. But the pain of digging it has both exhausted and renewed me.
My writer's block has sucked. Now it just may be the thing to help me. Read more...

