Liz meet Writer’s Block. Writer’s Block meet Liz—please don’t kill her.
I used to let writer’s block TERRORIZE me. I’d lie around, feeling all sad and weepy, listening to equally sad and weepy songs, hoping that inspiration would just strike. Like lighting, but without the sting. But lighting doesn’t really strike that often (at least, not in the same place), so it’s not fair to put that much chance into something that you should be able to control, right? Well, I used to think that that was the case…but today, I’m not so sure.
Stephen King said some really wise words in On Writing (which I highly recommend reading) and I’m not kidding when I say those words literally changed my life. He essentially said that if you’ve got writer’s block, then that means that something isn’t working. Writer’s block is basically your subconscious telling you that you need to stop and look back, then make changes, before you keep moving forward. Since that advice, I’ve been able to write so much faster and with much less pressure.
But this way of thinking isn’t working for me right now, because I don’t even know where to begin. The backspace is my best friend right now. So is the blank page that I keep reverting back to. I just can’t seem to get that spark. I’m in the middle of a semester right now, so I’m pretty sure that that’s what my problem is.
There’s an issue with that, though, and that’s that I need writing. Writing is my stress release, my quiet time, and my *hopefully* future. Without it, I feel lost and pretty hopeless. Like probably-going-to-be-broke-and-own-sixteen-cats hopeless. So how am I going to defeat this hopelessness and find my own advice on how to write when you can’t even find that first word? Well, I’ll get back to you as soon as I figure that one out! Until then, write on, because I’m on the struggle bus and someone needs to.