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Writer’s Block In A Bar

Posted: April 21st, 2011 | Author: | 1 Comment »

Ordinarily, I’m not one for “writer’s block.” I mean, you can be uninspired, you can be stuck in the mud, you can be lazy, but those have nothing to do with writing. Even when you feel like you’ve run out of ideas, it’s not like somebody’s put a kink in the hose and or you can break through by pouring Drain-o (or Jack Daniels) on the situation.

To get through those? I don’t know. Take a vacation, read something you love, talk out loud about your ideas. Or just sit down and start writing again. The blank piece of paper is a terrifying thing, I know, so put something on it. Anything. The genesis of the tiniest idea in the world, a description of a character you’d never actually want to write. Anything to fill in the page until you can get back on your feet. But sitting around waiting for “writer’s block” to go away isn’t going to do it.

I was at the Fifth Season in Port Jeff on Sunday night, learning how to drink, having this same conversation in my head. And for no reason other than to fill the paper, I just started writing whatever I was thinking. It didn’t lead to a fantastic new story or even a new idea, but I left feeling productive. Instead of leaving the bar angry with the blank piece of paper, I filled a few of them.

And if you’ve ever been there before, you know that leaving with a few scribbled-on pages that you’ll never use is still better than sitting tight with a blank one.

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