Quieting my mind I sit, fingers poised above the keyboard. I squirm a bit in my chair and wait for inspiration to strike. Waiting for the moment when the words pour from my mind, through my fingers, onto the page. Muse, don’t fail me now!
Yep. I’ve got it. The dreaded “Writer’s Block”. We all get it from time to time and there is nothing we writers detest more. Writer’s block is the bane, the curse, of the creative mind. There is nothing worse than sitting down at your keyboard and have absolutely nothing – and I mean nothing – happen.
Currently, I am working on a new (and exciting) project that involves a lot of time spent right where I am now, the keyboard. On most days my Muse sits at my right shoulder, whispering words of inspiration into my ear. Lately, however, she seems to be MIA. Her absence has left me frantically searching for just the right word, the right phrase. What once came quickly and easily now must be drug kicking and screaming from the recesses of my mind.
I am glad that I work alone because I don’t want anyone to see me in this state. The blank stares, the hair pulling and teeth gnashing are not a pretty thing to behold. Neither is the pacing, the acts of avoidance- i.e. multiple trips to the fridge – or the incessant rocking back and forth. Yes, the demon know as writer’s block has me firmly in his grasp.
Flagging Down My Muse
So, what’s a woman to do? Why amuse and distract herself with writing about her writer’s block. Clever, right? I figured if I wanted to attract the attention of my wayward muse, what better way than to have a bit of fun and remind myself of why I enjoy writing so much. And I do enjoy writing. Writing is my passion, my joy and my nemesis all rolled into one. Writing is, and always will be, what I want to do when I grow up (whenever that happens).
Hopefully, I am being clever here, attempting to flag down my Muse with this fun little piece. All the jumping up and down and waving hasn’t worked out very well in getting her attention. I’ll just keep writing this bit of fluff…wait. What was that? Did I just get a whiff of inspiration, a breeze from a brainstorm? Is that tingle down my spine and twitch in my eye my Muse signaling her return? Yes!! Muse, don’t fail me now!
With my Muse back at my side, I can breathe a sigh of relief. I have whipped the butt of my nemesis, Writer’s Block, and can now conquer the written word. I am but a few keystrokes, a few words, phrases and paragraphs, away from my goals. Back into my solitary office I go, away from the fridge and the distractions known as chocolate and wine. Eager am I to put ink to paper, to create once more with word and phrase. But to be safe I’m gluing my Muse to my side. Let’s see if she can get away this time.