Writer’s block appears to be in full swing still, and I’m trying to think my way out of it. I’m not sure that’s working to be honest. So I thought… Maybe…
Feeling my way…
Reading used to help inspire me, but lately, I’m less easily inspired. That’s about pressure I think. The pressure to survive is brutal, but also the high temperature rice cooker that is the world in general is killing me.
“Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the faucet is turned on.”Louis Lamour
Okay, Louis. That worked once, but it’s not working well against anxiety and depression. In fact, it’s making it worse. This is the age old advice. Experienced authors all have something to say on this because they’ve all experienced something like it. Yet, they never give the same advice twice.
I’ve been told to “refill the well”, it’s worked. I’ve been told to just write anything, and it worked. What happens when nothing works?
Well, that’s a bigger problem.
The bottom line here seems to be that we have to cut ourselves some slack. Writing is personal, and nothing works for everyone. When nothing works, I think it’s our mind’s early warning system that we’ve pushed too far, that the pressure to create is too high. No one performs well in a pressure cooker. Well, Gordon Ramsey does, but it’s not natural for a writer at least.
It’s time for a mental health break. Dealing with anxiety, I’ve learned that a lot of episodes happen, not because of outside forces, but because of something going on in my inner life. The wound is often self-inflicted.
Do you often do an inventory and find you’ve brought on your own writer’s block?