Musings / A day in a writer's life
I'm running late with my self-imposed writing deadlines, articles waiting to be written and I haven't managed a single draft.
Unavoidable issues got in the way some months back.
Today, I've been blest with some time. My cup needs a third filling of a hot coffee. I struggle to write even a line.
Familiar?
I need to put my thoughts to paper but my pen freezes. My muse refuses to write.
Some writers call this mental block. But I don't want to believe it. I have too many things to write about. Many memories and sentiments to capture.
I'm overwhelmed ... a dozen evergreen articles waiting to be written, hundreds of articles more waiting to be revised, stories started, and journals piled. Ah, what with my blogs begging to be updated. I'm facing all of them but can't seem to go on.
As a writer, this is not a sight of my heaven on earth. Of course I could write meaningless words. But, this is different. I can't write at all. My mental faculties, my senses are frozen. At the moment, I'm snared.
It's fine to be overwhelmed occasionally.
Now I know; it's Monday. The day when I want the week to start right, and I want everything done in one sweep. The very thought has freezes me but I'm certain this is momentary.
I've just compromised with my Muse. And it's looking good.
Suggested reading:
The Psychology of Writer's Block (And How to Overcome It) by Jennifer Lachs. Accessed February 10 2019.
(c) February 10, 2016. Tel. Leaves from my Musings. All rights reserved.
I'm running late with my self-imposed writing deadlines, articles waiting to be written and I haven't managed a single draft.Unavoidable issues got in the way some months back.
Today, I've been blest with some time. My cup needs a third filling of a hot coffee. I struggle to write even a line.
Familiar?
I need to put my thoughts to paper but my pen freezes. My muse refuses to write.
Some writers call this mental block. But I don't want to believe it. I have too many things to write about. Many memories and sentiments to capture.
I'm overwhelmed ... a dozen evergreen articles waiting to be written, hundreds of articles more waiting to be revised, stories started, and journals piled. Ah, what with my blogs begging to be updated. I'm facing all of them but can't seem to go on.
As a writer, this is not a sight of my heaven on earth. Of course I could write meaningless words. But, this is different. I can't write at all. My mental faculties, my senses are frozen. At the moment, I'm snared.
It's fine to be overwhelmed occasionally.
Now I know; it's Monday. The day when I want the week to start right, and I want everything done in one sweep. The very thought has freezes me but I'm certain this is momentary.
I've just compromised with my Muse. And it's looking good.
Suggested reading:
The Psychology of Writer's Block (And How to Overcome It) by Jennifer Lachs. Accessed February 10 2019.
(c) February 10, 2016. Tel. Leaves from my Musings. All rights reserved.
