Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Say Goodbye to Writer's Block

My writer's block has receded. The writing is coming at me in waves again. What a wonderful feeling to jump out of bed in the morning, brew the coffee and get right to it.

When you are in the vise of writer's block like I was, there isn't much you can do but keep writing. Work on your blog, write letters, journal.

Working on a book is a journey. Like travelers on the old stagecoaches out West who entered the new frontier not knowing what they would find, I am traversing unknown terrain.  The writing leads the way.  Tomorrow I will push it a little further. Say the things I never had the courage to say.  This time I am coming from experience. I am trusting in my own voice.

Yesterday I started work on my second book, a memoir about the Women's Writing Circle. It is also "how you too" can write a memoir, start a Circle in your community, and find an "encore" career and creative intimacy.

What I love about writing is that it opens new doors. It leads to connections with other people. An author isn't just writing and selling books.   As I hope this blog has indicated, authoring a book leads to book signings, radio interviews, writing retreats, talks at the library, facilitating your own writing circle in your community.

The key is keep it small, think about the people you meet today and maybe tomorrow  . . . how the love of writing and storytelling connects you. Then stop there. Wait.  See what happens.  Let your book build momentum.  What's the rush? The bigger something gets, the less intimate it becomes, the less meaningful. It is why these big Internet networking writing groups are so impersonal. They forgot what they were all about in the first place. They need to go back to the beginning.

In the back of my mind dwells the realization that writing is exhausting. It requires discipline to move forward with a project and see it to conclusion. I knew that going into it. Discipline is good. It keeps me on my toes. It keeps me from getting lazy.  Like a traveler on a stagecoach, I will get dusty and tired.  But just over the horizon is a new vista, a place I've never seen. It doesn't get much better than that.

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