I’ve suffered a serious case of writer’s block the last half year. I’ve written, but it’s felt like drawing water from a stone. None of the usual excitement ever came out of it. I tried all my usual tricks for getting in the mood, but nothing worked. I even stopped reading for a while, because it was too difficult to focus.
I believe it was related to being overly stressed in other areas, and I’m out of the woods now. My schedule looks like blue skies for the foreseeable future. I may actually have some semblance of a routine again. It hasn’t looked this sunny in ages!
So to dip my feet back into the pool, I wrote a thing. A very personal short piece of fiction, and one I am too selfish to share right now. FYI it wasn’t fan fiction of any sort, just personal. It went better than I expected. Two hours zipped by in a blink. I haven’t felt that utter absorption in my work for a very long time.
There are some things I can pillage from that exercise, and share. I was helpful to get in touch with some of the things that get my creativity going. I remembered that its all about the characters for me. I’d gotten so lost in plot and structure over the past while, but to me, none of that matters if my characters don’t connect to one another. I like writing about relationships: dysfunctional, platonic, romantic… People are fascinating. And I like exploring culture, how it is expressed, different views of the world.
The dam broke, as I wrote. A bunch of different ideas, sparked off. I remembered why I love writing… and I’m falling back in love again.
I hope I’ll get the first draft of my current novel done soon. Also, I’ll be back to the creature compendium shortly.
May you fall in love, over, and over again.