Q: We all hit writers’ block at some point in
time. What do you do to get out of it and move the story forward?
- Susan
I’ve become much less
candid about admitting to those moments (days? weeks?) when I seem to bang up
against the same wall instead of moving forward. It seems to be fashionable for
writing teachers and some well-known writers to scoff and say something along
the lines of “Pfffahhh…whining about writers’ block is dishonest. If you are
stuck, either bulldoze your way through it like a man/woman, or admit you’re
lazy and weak.” Or something like that, usually delivered with a swelling chest
and a curled lip. Some of these people are doubtless wonderful to their pets,
and sell millions of books.
There’s another contingent
that is more practical, represented by a quote attributed to William Faulkner
insisting that inspiration is a silly concept, or, as he supposedly said, “I
only write when I’m inspired, but fortunately I’m inspired every day at nine
o’clock.”
In other words, just sit down and start, and treat it like the job it
is. Fair enough. The resulting prose may be so bad that you are driven to the
gin bottle earlier and earlier every day, but at least you have put words on
paper.
Then there are writers
like Douglas Adams, dear to my heart, who wrote, “I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they
make as they fly by.”
Lots of famous writers suffered from writers block, giants like Virginia Woolf and Gustave Flaubert, and they came out all right, or at least their masterpieces did.
What do I do when my
fingers either stall over the keys or plunk slower and slower as I see a brick
wall rising inexorably on the page? Jump up, fly to the kitchen, and eat
chocolate. Tell myself there’s no such thing as writers’ block, promise myself
it won’t hurt at all to go back upstairs and delete the 2,500 truly stupid
words that I wrote over the last two days, eat more chocolate, kick the cat.
(No, no, of course I don’t do the latter.)
I have no easy, sure
answers for myself or other writers. Writing is hard work, leavened by moments
of excitement or grace, but also fraught with messy, confounding challenges and
periods of pure slog. Maybe my fellow Minds are wiser than I and I’ll learn
some new coping methods this week. But there is one thing I know for sure: You
must, must finish the book, even if
you’re privately convinced it’s dreck. Nothing is as inspiring as writing “The
end” in the first draft and knowing you now have the scaffold on which to build
a really good book.
This is so true, Susan! "Writing is hard work, leavened by moments of excitement or grace, but also fraught with messy, confounding challenges and periods of pure slog." Great post.
ReplyDeleteYou hit it dead on, Susan, with the need to finish the book. Then you can go back and fix up all those messy bits. Good post.
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