Do you ever get writer’s block? Of course you do. We all do. At least, I think we all do. Besides, telling myself that makes me feel a little better about my own writer’s block. Misery likes company, after all.
So, what do you do about writer’s block? How do you smash the over-sized behemoth to smithereens?
First, I created a space in my house called “The Internet Dead Zone,” because the truth of the matter is, much of my writer’s block is due to being distracted by the Internet. This new room (a spare bedroom, really) was not truly an “Internet Dead Zone.” But I figured with my creative mind, I could pretend and stay off the Internet while in that room. I was so determined to get beyond my fascination with social networking that I wrote a blog about my new “Dead Zone” called “Flooded With Moonlight.” I announced my plans to banish myself to “the zone” for two hours a day, away from my very important social networking responsibilities, to hopefully do what a writer is REALLY supposed to be doing — write.
That worked for about three days.
So, today, I cleaned out what we affectionately call our “bunk house” and added a small table to use as a desk. At least five days a week, I will traipse up those steps to the quiet sanctuary of my little writer’s cabin, where I can open the windows and smell the pine trees all around me, listen to the symphony of bird songs . . . oh, I digress. There may yet be distractions in my new writer’s cabin, but at least there, it won’t matter if I don’t have the discipline to stay off the Internet, because there IS no Internet way up yonder on that hill!
Perhaps now, I’ll blast my writer’s block to smithereens. I’ll keep you posted.
That was going to be my SOTTP question!
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Oops. Sorry, Linda! 🙂 It’d still be interesting to see what all the sisters say.
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What a sweet, cozy place–I think inspiration will run rampant! 🙂
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Thanks, Virginia. I HOPE it runs rampant! I’ll let you know.
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Oh, I love your bunk house. It’s the perfect place to write and LET YOURSELF GO!
Good luck
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Oh, Ruth! Good thing it’s a secluded space, if I’m really going to LET MYSELF GO! Watch out, world. 🙂
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Looks like an ideal place to write, to me. Just looking at it makes me feel inspired.
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I feel inspired too, Jacqueline. Now, if I can only put that inspiration to action. 🙂 I’ll start tomorrow.
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Some claim writer’s block is merely an indulgence the writer provides himself. They point to writers that produce great work in the midst of overwhelming distractions, commonly women who write in the presence of noxious urchins screaming to be fed or have their diapers changed or be taken to school or to the playground. Less common among these ranks are the men, who require absolute silence, freedom from interruptions for eight hours at a time, coffee served at short intervals (or booze), and a dozen pencils freshly sharpened and awaiting their application to a yellow, legal-size notepad.
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Hmmm., ed_quixote. I don’t have noxious urchins to use as an excuse. I think the modern day urchin in the Internet.
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Let me know how that works out for you. I have an old cabin up on the hillside that is currently filled with old washing machines and bed springs. I’m sure I could take 3 or 4 weeks to clean that out and really get serious about writing. A good space is all it takes, right?
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Claire, that old cabin would be a wonderful writing sanctuary. I think you should get started on it. I’ll let you know how this works. 🙂
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Jan, I love the ‘bunkhouse’. What a wonderful place to write. But, get over this writer’s block. People, like me for instance, want to read what you create. Nobody else can write what you write. It’s as gift. Glue your tiny butt to a chair and write. I need something to read.
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Ha! Thank you, Pam. Just hearing that someone wants to hear what I write motivates me. 🙂
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Love the bunkhouse. It’s ideal. Always wanted a place like that. Oh, wait, I already have one. My house isn’t much bigger. Make you a little “woman cave” with books and music and your block shall pass, Thoreau. I don’t think I’ve ever had official “block”, just apathy. Congrats on the move to WP too. I think you’ll like it much better.
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Hey, Mike. I like that better! It’s my “woman cave!” Except, if I make it my woman cave, I’ll fill it with distractions that will keep me from writing. 🙂
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Love this! Cozy, cute, and no Internet to distract you. That’s what I need. I read your post to hubby and he said two things: “That’s you” and “I like her. She’s a good person and a very good writer with an excellent grasp of the English language.”
Um. He hasn’t said that about me. Lol. Seriously, happy writing. Now, I want to see the inside.
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Ha! I love that! I’ll post a few pics of the inside later today, AFTER I get some writing done. I’m headed up yonder now. 🙂
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I refuse to believe in writer’s block. Instead, I believe it is the mind’s time to refill with memories, ideas, snatches of overheard conversations, and general ramblings. Once the well is filled again, then it overflows to the page.
Love, love, love the cabin. Hubby will not be pleased with my next wish for him to grant!
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Oh Jan…you seem to be able to write from any where on this old earth! But this looks absolutely lovely, too. Who wouldn’t want to write there? My goal of late has just been to park my patoody in a chair and put hands to keyboard for an hour. Sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn’t. I love it anyway!
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Thanks, Pam. I’m glad you’re back to writing — sure miss hearing what you’ve written!
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I’m not so sure your writer cabin would help me overcome block. All the way there I’d see cute little plants and critters to stop and either inspect or photograph. Then if I could hear and smell the glorious outdoors, well, then I’d want to be out there in it. However, if someone were to offer to build me a cute little cabin like that on a hill walking distance from my back door, I’d NEVER admit to those distractions. I love your little writer’s cabin 🙂
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Madison, this morning was my first “visit” to my cabin, and yes, I got distracted along the way and inside, when I opened the windows, I heard all the nature sounds which got me to daydreaming. But then, daydreaming is foreplay to creativity, right? 🙂
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I’m a bit slow, seeing the picture of your cabin just now. It’s wonderful, just perfect. It’s probably the cabin most writers would dream up, the female ones anyway. I wish you many words there.
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It is perfect, Brenda, if I could just make myself go up there more often. I’m so undisciplined. 🙂
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I think for some of us – the observers of the world – it’s hard to stop the wheels from turning, and the images from playing in our minds. We need a small quiet place with nothing but nature to observe, where we can create our own fantasies – or our own reality.
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