What writer has not encountered this little monster lurking
in the dark recesses of his mind crushing all inspiration, threatening any
muse who dare approach. He is the ogre of imagination, the troll of creativity.
Whether it be the search for some new story to commit to
page, or that dreaded assault that stops you dead in the middle of a story.
Writer’s block is a curse that comes to us all.
Volumes have been written on how to overcome this onerous creature,
detailed instructions on how to slay the dragon that bars our path and
threatens our sanity.
The demon knows that the writer must write, as he must
breathe, to live. This devil will stand
above you and laugh as you struggle. Delight in your suffering, and nourish
himself on your anguish.
His victory is to watch as you surrender, quit, give up.
Here then, comes the moment of truth. Many writers might
display the white flag. But not so the author. And what is an author? A writer
who did not quit.
I am no quitter. I have published works on the market. On my hard drive, right now, I have nineteen completed
novels.
I have been spending
a lot of time editing and rewriting those unpublished works, which as we all
know is a major part of writing. However, I long to create a new world and fill
it with people and creatures. To develop new heroes, new villains and to see
them clash over stakes as high as the fate of the universe, the world, or
perhaps…love.
I sat and opened MS word, at the top I typed “Page 1”. That’s
as far as I’ve gotten.
At night I dream of a hollow tree that swallow me and I crawl
through earthen tunnels choked with roots and teaming with all manner of
horrible insects, spiders, and snakes.
Ahead of me I can see a wondrous light emanating from a magnificent
cave bedazzled with precious stones. Sights of such beauty abound within this
magical subterranean realm as to bring the most hardened man to his knees, his
eyes filling with tears as he beholds such wonders.
Somehow, I am aware of all this, and more. My desire to
reach this place is unmatched by anything in my experience. Yet―I cannot reach
it. I claw my way through the dirt, gnaw through entrapping roots, suffer the
bites of hundreds of bugs. But as I reach that marvelous cavern unseen hands
grip my ankles and drag me back into the darkness.
I awaken from this nightmare, covered in sweat, breathing
heavily, staring into the softly glowing face of my alarm clock. In my delirium
the face of that clock begins to slowly spin and to morph until it becomes the
face of an angle, perhaps my muse herself. She whispers…“Just write…just write.”
And so, that is exactly my intent. I will face that blank page
and just write. Whatever comes to mind, I will just write. In so doing I truly
believe inspiration will come to me.
Doubtless many of you have been here, confronted by the
monster. What have you done to slay the beast?
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