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Stuck In The Toilet Of Life That Is Self Imposed Writer’s Block

It's so hard to find the right word.

It’s so hard to find the right word.

Writer’s Block can be a dangerous thing to a writer. We’ve all experienced it. The greats and the not so greats. But what is it about this Writer’s Block that’s so scary and dangerous? Well for starters, we’re writers. You and I. We write, we love to write, we live to write. We call ourselves writers, but if we have nothing to write, then what are we? If writing is our life but we can’t put down words, then what else do we have? I believe that’s why it’s so scary to most.

I believe there’s different types of Writer’s Block though. There is Self Imposed and there is just Imposed. There is the physical and the mental. The physical is the most common: You’re writing a story, plugging along, when all of the sudden you can’t think of a single word to put down next. You’re completely stuck and blocked up. Nowhere to go. Now although this has to do with thinking, it’s not the mental block part. Funny how those things work.

The second, and I think scarier of the two, is the mental block. Both can be dangerous and both can be scary, but the physical block seems easier because you can just wait it out if need be. At least for me that is. With the mental block there’s so much more underneath. It’s a more self imposed though process than the physical.

Here are a few types of Self Imposed Mental Blocks I tend to get, and how I deal with them:

Worried What Others Might Think

Problem: Other people may read your work. Especially if you are blogging, it is inevitable. You’re worried that others will see your work and criticize you for what you have written. I for one am afraid that people just won’t like what I have to say, be it fiction or writing tips. You also may be scared to write non fiction about people you know. Or even fiction, basing a character or event on a real life occurrence. What if they see it and know it’s about them? How will this affect them or hurt them?

Solution: Don’t over think. I will say this a lot. In fact I’ll say it again right now. Don’t over think. While you’re writing, just let the writing flow. Let it take you where ever it might. Be it talking about your best friend who stabbed you in the back. Or the local barista who smelled like eggs. Yes, someone may read it. But you should care only for yourself and the quality of your work. Save feelings for after it’s written. If you write the entire story and you feel it would bring negative feedback or might be too harsh, you can always leave it in your computer or in the notebook for some time, returning to it later with a new outlook on the situation. Don’t over think. Continue reading



September 17, 2013 · 11:09 pm

The Day The Inspiration Stood Still

Today’s prompt is to write about your earliest memory. Well I have already written about that exact thing before. So this idea bores me. Instead, I will just do some musing and oozing of ideas and such I suppose. More rambling than anything.

Why is it that writing can be so easy one moment, and then in the next it is the most difficult thing to be accomplished by a human being?

Recently I’ve been lucky enough to see both extremes of this writer’s spectrum. It started with the former. I was so happy and into my writing, I didn’t want to stop. I was planing and plotting my NaNo novel. I have outlined the whole thing, coming to a “final” outline of 2,094 words. This is both scary and exciting for me. Mostly because like I’ve said before, I never outline. I have a few ideas in my head and then I just write the thing. That’s it. No more. No less. This is the first time I’ve ever tried to pre-plan more than a few ideas for a story let alone a whole detailed outline. But this outline has made me feel great and excited about my story. So much so to the point where I just want it to be November already so I can start it. It’s taking everything I have not to open it up and write more on it right now.

At the beginning of this week I was also pumping out short stories and flash fiction like it was nothing. I had no problem coming up with an idea and writing. Or even just writing before I had the idea. It was great. I never wanted it to end. But unfortunately all good things come to an end.

This brings me to the past two days. Mostly tonight though. I’ve barely written a thing. I have a few ideas in my head but not sure which to go with. And other than those few, I can’t think of anything to write. I don’t want to use prompts, but I don’t want to go back to my original novel. But I also don’t want to really continue on this new fantasy I started. Nothing is left. I have no ideas and no motivation or inspiration to write. I just sit at the computer and struggle to even put a word down. I had to sit down and force myself to write earlier just to get 600 words for my #writechain. It wasn’t pretty or very fun. And neither is this whole not writing thing when I want to write. I love writing but I just can’t. No ideas. Too many ideas. No motivation. No inspiration. No creation. Nothing. I’m very stuck and I’m not sure which way to go from here. I suppose only time will tell.

I just wish more than anything to write. But I’m also stuck in the fact that I want to try too many things. Do I start a new novel, maybe a short story, perhaps a novella, or what about just a 300 word piece of flash fiction. There’s also working on the dozens of old projects I have. But with all these possibilities, not even one thing or idea is jumping out at me. I’m just stuck.

So instead of trying to pick and idea or piece together an idea. I will sit here and continue to write uninteresting blog posts to entertain a select few.

So, I’ll ask you. What should I do? What should I write?


Filed under 30 Day Blog Challenge, Rant

Things I Know About Writing

I have been writing for most of my life. Which is a relatively short time considering that some authors don’t publish their first novel until they are 80. Now I don’t know everything about the craft, but there are a few things I know. Or rather I think I know. Or at least might help out and give you a bit of knowledge on the subject. These are by no means a way to live your writing life. But just tidbits here and there that I’ve picked up along the way.

This will be broken up into multiple posts too for shorter readings. As I think up more I will add more posts. There will also be specific posts on some of these subjects in the future. I don’t really have any authority on these subjects or reason to think I know what I’m talking about, but I like to think I do and share what I know.

Write A Lot and Often

If you wish to be a writer, write.


This is probably the most important one to do and to know out of all of these. Write, just write. Anywhere, everywhere. Anything, everything. Play with setting, genre, characters. This is especially important, I believe, when you’re just starting out. This gives you a chance to grow, practice, and hone your skills, all while finding out where you best fit in this crazy writing world of ours

Write a journal or a short story. Just write something. It doesn’t matter if you write on a bar napkin every night about the regulars. That’s character development, and it’s also writing.
If you can, write every day. If not, set times aside for yourself to just sit down and write. No interruptions or distractions. Just you and the words.

Most important, like I said, especially if you’re just starting, is to write as much as you can about anything. You can stick to one story, or play with a few ideas. The point is you’re getting words down and practicing. Continue reading


Filed under Links, Non Fiction, Writing Tips

Slamming Your Head Against A Wall Will Make You A Better Writer

Walls. They’re big, stiff, tough, and scary if you’re a writer. Many times writers hit a wall while writing. Sometimes they think its writer’s block, other times it actually is writer’s block.


Imagine hitting that head first while writing.

I’ve hit such a wall recently and it wasn’t fun, believe me. Going about sixty, wind in my hair. Fingers furiously typing to keep up with my thoughts, all flowing out of me in the most beautiful and poetic of prose. Not a care in the world. Then we start to sputter. My thoughts are there and gone and there and gone. And finally, they’re just gone. Continue reading


Filed under Non Fiction