Tag: Writing
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Writer’s Block
I’ve been dealing with some… stuff lately. I’ll expound upon it later but right now, I’d like to kick it off with this little headliner. Yes, I know. The standard “good little writer response” to the phrase Writer’s Block is supposed to be: There’s no such thing. Yeah, well. It still happens, whether or not…
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Longing for Stability
Some nights the words settle heavy on my mind, demanding I rise early from bed and move them out. Sometimes the ideas fall like an avalanche from my fingertips – page after page after page of useless rock chasing me down a hill and urging me on or risk being crushed by their weight. And…
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Why?
Why write? Why take this path? It’s a question I’ve seen float about on a lot of blogs. The typical answer after much meandering is “Because I’d still do it anyway. It’s like breathing. I’d die inside if I didn’t write.” Okay. Fair answer. It’s the same answer everyone gives. It’s the answers readers and…
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Desperate to Breathe
Some days the words spin around my mind, demanding I open my mouth and gasp to let them out. Sometimes the ideas whip like angry tendrils of air from my fingertips – pages of words that take my breath away with frightening gloriousness of it all spinning before me. They dance and swirl around me.…
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Editing, Critquers and The Broom
So I’ve moaned about the dearth of critiquers in my scant circle a few times. Aside from the “I Intended to, but…” crowd, the majority I get hit with is the “You must change it this way, my way, or you will fail!” group. I recently broomed off a guy from the second camp. Which…
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Seeking the Flames
Some nights the words scream through my dreams. I have to get up and let them out or my skull will explode with the pressure. Sometimes my fingers move like a blur on the keyboard, the friction of my pace enough to make me wonder if my hands will ignite in flames. Other days I…