Hello again. I hope you are in the throughs of the holiday season. Whatever you believe.
Just a little note to those of you who enjoy workshops, I was informed of a worksop over at Sascha Illyvich
It's a Male POV workshop. $20 to sign up and the next workshop will take Dec 13-15. Head over to her site to find out more.
In the mean time, as I sit here at my ghetto MAC laptop, I am at a complete loss as to what to write. I was hoping to a book review, but I'm not finished yet. So next month look for my Book Review of Sin Undone by Larissa Ione. It's a goodie!
Question for you...Has this ever happened to you? You know you're supposed to by tapping away at the keyboard, or scribbling away with a pen to paper, you can feel a story brewing right at the tip of your frontal lobe. You wait patiently (or impatiently if you're me) to hear you muse and channel it into fruition. But instead of the greatest novel humankind has ever known (com'on you've all thought that), you come up with a big fat NOTHING. All that comes out is a choked silence. You screw up your nose and shake it off. It's coming, you just gotta wait a little longer. Never rush or pressure the muse.
Still you wait, thrumming your fingers on the desk, wondering if you made the right decision in painting the walls a day-glow shade of green- probably not, you think and bring you attention back to the blank screen that is taunting you. It chortles, You've got nothing kid. Give it up. Run along. Taken aback by the screens blatant arrogance you defiantly type the first thing that comes to your head. I'll show you you non-living piece of crap. You can't break me! Feverishly running your fingers across the keyboard, you feel victorious, triumphant, glorious! You give the screen the bird and prepare yourself to feast upon the beautifully mastered tale you just created. Taking a confident breath you pompously dive in to the fantastic words....wait...what? That...doesn't...make..any...sense!
Horribly defeated you hear the screen scoff, Told ya. Now just walk away before someone really gets hurt.
I've been told it happens to even the most seasoned writers- creative paralysis. I am dealing with me first bout of this. Which is probably why I'm not dealing with it very well. I know I have to take a break I can't force my muse to keep running 24/7, but why hell not! Why does she get to hightail it outta here without leaving a note saying when she'll be back? It's not fair. But I kinda need her to fuel my creative furnace so I'm making nice, waiting for her with open arms.
As deeply in love as I am with writing I am taking this, hopefully short, time to read and learn more about the craft. It has been nice actually. Not feeling bound to a story. Not hearing people in my head. Not flipping back and forth on whether not I'm ready to query the story. I get simply enjoy having my mind back. Well, this is what I'm telling myself.
What do you do when your muse wants to take a break and see other people? I'm interested to know the different methods my fellow scribes use to pass the time.
Thanks for listening to my bitty rant. I'm going to the cupboard and eat the Mars bar that's been calling my name.