Writing Status: …uncertain.
Have you ever been in that place where you don’t have writer’s block–and you also still have writer’s block?
I come here every so often. The stories are still buzzing in the back of my head, but every time I try to sit down to write something…pif, they’re gone. Or I still have the ideas (nymphs, fantasy cultures, deserts, mountainsides, drinking bitter immortality tea, the smell of red trees, warm fire, sandy breeze, enchanted archery…), I just can’t figure out how they fit together. They feel wrong on the paper.
A lot of reasons for this–my “inner editor” is wide-awake and apparently caffeinated (where did she get coffee? I don’t even…) making me think everything sounds like damp cardboard, I haven’t read anything lately inspiring me to greatness, I’m tired enough not to be thinking clearly, I have no motivation, I am hampered by timelines…
Ah, timelines. My ultimate nemesis. Beyond any villain, character trope, or plot hole. Especially difficult when my favorite work-in-progress is over 270,000 words.
Yeah. Don’t ask.
Last week was better. Ideas were on paper again, slipping out, falling neatly into place. New adventures. New places to explore. Happily worldbuilding like a child flopped on the floor with a pile of colored blocks.
I know I’ll be back in that spot soon. I just need to take a deep breath and wait until then. Writing. Or not. Listening. Wondering what adventures my characters are on so far away that I can’t see them. If they’ll come bearing stories when they get back.