Of late it has occurred to me that I may well be using the excuse of having Writer’s Block to prevent me from getting to work on my novel, when what I really mean, if I am being honest, is that I am prevaricating. Nothing to do with real Writer’s Block at all.
I seem to be able to find all sorts of reasons not to sit down and actually engage brain with muse and continue with my story. I check my emails, my Facebook page, I sit with a cup of tea and play some mindless game for half an hour before finding all sorts of pressing things I have to do before getting down to writing. At this rate it is a wonder that I have actually managed to churn out over 27,000 words.
But whatever I choose to call it, the end result is still the same – time wasted and nothing written of any importance. Yesterday, however, I had very stern words with myself and managed to knock out 500+ words, so after the famine of the last couple of weeks at least something got done and my protagonist has been born and lost her mother all in one sweep, or as an old neighbour used to say ‘In one foul swoop’!
This has given me plenty to work on and at last I have a clearer idea of where I am going with this. But for today and tomorrow it will have to be in my head as I really do have other things in the form of an adorable small child, which, for a short while, have to take centre stage.
But I would really be interested in how you cope with the dread blockages to the creative process. Do you let it sit in the way of your creativity and wait for it to get bored and move on, or do you put up a fight, and if so, with what? I’d love to hear your views.