Dealing with Constipation
I know the only reason you’re reading this post is because of the title. I’m sorry, that was intentional. I am dealing with constipation right now but not the sort you’re thinking of. For me, this kind is much worse.
I’m dealing with writing constipation. AKA writer’s block.
When I wrote my first novel, The Hunted, the story just flowed out of me, so fast at times my fingers couldn’t type fast enough to keep up with it. My second novel, Scream, was the same way. The stories consumed me and occupied my mind even when I was not writing. I thought about the characters, the plot, the twists and turns, all the time. Writer’s block was never an issue.
Then something happened . . . life got more complicated. I started building a loyal readership; I got a multi-book contract with deadlines; I became more aware of and involved in marketing my books, publicizing, blog posts, Facebook, Twitter. I started receiving more correspondence from readers.
I had more than just the story begging for brain time. With each book the “responsibilities” of being an author get weightier and I have a harder time focusing on the story.
And now it’s led to this: I’m officially constipated. I’ve gotten about a third of the way through my current project and I’m stuck. I know where the story is going, even what the next several scenes will look like, but I can’t find the words to describe them. I’ve tried, believe me I have, but nothing happens.
This is a dangerous thing because once this constipation sets in motivation starts to wane and I begin second-guessing the story I was so pumped about just a few weeks ago. I’m wondering now if I just wasted a month of writing.
So what do I do? Well, I could try to force the issue (sorry for the pun) but I doubt that would do anything more than cause more consternation. What I need is a good creative laxative, something to get me amped about writing again, to get the story moving (pun again). I’ll wait it out a few more days then make a decision about whether to set it aside altogether and start on something else or whether to plod along and try to get things going again.
I hate when this happens.