For any writer even slightly familiar with pain, I’m sure it’s easy to sympathize when I say that pain is ultimately sapping my creativity. I’m 10 months into what my first doctor labeled a cluster headache, and what my second doctor is calling a transformed migraine. Either way you call it, it still hurts and it still hinders my ability to think. So, hopefully this post makes some sense to you – I’ve certainly struggled to write during these months!
Pain is a fascinating part of life. Yes, I was being partially sarcastic, but I’m also being serious. I mean, if you think about it, what story is interesting without pain? The pain of physical hurt or psychological hurt by a conflict in the story is why stories are interesting.
Don’t believe me? Name one story that you enjoy that doesn’t have any pain (conflict counts as pain – pain of a disagreement, pain of a strained friendship, etc.) Continue reading
Just the word itself is horrible. Sounds like a verb of neglect or taking vengeance: “I’m gonna edit you!”
Actually, I should be more honest, as a normal edit I’m cool with. But right now I’m in the process of what I’ve been calling “editing” my second book in The Guardian of Hope, yet what is probably closer to reworking or restructuring Book 2. It’s so painstakingly slow, tedious, and so un-creative I feel uninspired to work on it. Why should I spend hours moving text around and editing it for the hundredth time? What fun is that?
This probably doesn’t warrant an entire blog post…but I’m curious, so I’ve got two questions for you, to which I will also give you my answer. The first:
Do you listen to music while you write?
(Response to Nathan’s last blog.)
Although I touched on this briefly in my welcome post, I thought I’d expound after Nathan’s post:
I’m the writer that struggles to start a story. I have this awesome story in my head, characters ready to go, action to experience, plots to explore…and then I open up a Word doc and wonder where to begin.
That’s how stories begin, right?
Well, I’m here to tell you that it was not a “dark and stormy night” when this post was created, although it certainly is night outside as I write this, and consequently darker than usual. I was so excited to start this blog that I couldn’t wait to make a post, so I’m staying up a little later to write it!
I’ve noticed a trend in people when they talk about writing: Either the beginning of a piece is the hardest part of the writing, or they are able to start but then lose steam halfway through. I’m the former, while I’ll take a shot out in the dark (rim shot, please) and venture that Nathan is the latter. Continue reading