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Fingers halting after punching a few words…
brain seeking for thoughts… eyes searching for cues, are symptoms indicating I
am in the "B" zone; the Block.
Writer's Block is nightmarish for every writer with me as no exception. The terrifying part of it is the duration. Some are lucky enough to have it for a few days; I can have long spells of it. Yes, really long.
Writer's Block is nightmarish for every writer with me as no exception. The terrifying part of it is the duration. Some are lucky enough to have it for a few days; I can have long spells of it. Yes, really long.
Self help books on the topic advise to keep writing and
reading, as a result, updating yourself on topics of your interest. And I do…I
do exactly that, however, the "keep
writing" part is little less easy with people like me who are not full time
writers. Amid zillion things to attend to, writing at times- sigh- isn't effortless as compared to
the moments when you have bouts of thoughts to pen down, and you just can not
stop.
Advice and suggestions push me to write anything that comes
to my mind or to put down an amusing anecdote or even better, an embarrassing
one, at my cost. It works, it definitely does, although, only when I want
to write about it. It's like this; no one can make me write, but me, on
anything, if "I" don't want to. That
makes me a stubborn-moody writer. I will be motivated or inspired, simply when
I welcome it openly. (I definitely need to change that)
"A Clouded minds sees nothing" (The Shadow)
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So, when I am not quite receptive of others' motivations,
this is what always works for me; a walk in the evening. It always opens up my
mind and my brain cells churn out ideas, squeeze out words to weave in together
to create- what I call- a neat piece
of work. Thus, ending my dry spell I walk across the blocks and return home to
get back to my writing.


