After two weeks out of town (during which I was sick with a hideous cold for most of it), I came home exhausted, overwhelmed, and negative. I realized that my decision to suddenly free myself from the internet was too extreme. A few days would have sufficed in order to give me the healthy ‘net break that I needed. Moreover, it didn’t help that soon after our return it was the anniversary of my Dad’s death. While fortunately that didn’t trigger a depression as it has in the past, I still felt bereft and like crap.
I wanted to sink back into a solid writing routine to ground me and give me a sense of purpose apart from being a mother and wife. As simple as that goal may seem, it hasn’t been the case.
I’ve been tempted to sit on my derriere and watch recorded reruns of “What Not to Wear“, “The Long Island Medium” and even, gasp, “Lotto Changed My Life“. (I haven’t actually watched any of them yet, but the craving has surfaced.)
I love you, Clinton & Stacy!
This is not good.
I am utterly constipated, literarily-speaking. I keep telling myself “I’ll start writing again tomorrow” and then SHAZAM! Something happens to prevent my writerly aspirations from becoming more than just lip service. Last week it was one of my kids staying home sick. This week? Well, nothing happened except for total laziness and writing blockage. Yuck.
It occurred to me that I needed a dose of Greg Archer wisdom. Greg Archer is one of the most prolific, gifted, real writers I know. I met him while writing freelance articles for our local weekly, the Good Times. Greg was Good Times’ uber-popular editor-in-chief for fourteen whopping years. Not only did he write hundreds of excellent articles, but he was in charge of overseeing a staff of impressive writers – talk about pressure! :0
Greg’s second book Grace Revealed: A Memoir was just published, and it’s getting fantastic reviews. As you may have noticed, the cover alone is spellbinding.
Check out his book trailer video – it’s awesome:
On Monday I emailed Greg for advice about about my writer’s block rearing its ugly, pus-filled head. I confessed that I’ve felt like throwing in the towel on the whole damn project, despite almost 80,000 words being written to date. More importantly, despite feeling in my gut that I NEED to write this book. It’s not an option!
He sent me back some words of wisdom that were from his heart and potent:
“I want to encourage you to
LET GO MORE
You can only do what you can do…truly… Show up…give the book some time each day…and that’s THAT.
OH___ ADVICE>>>> WRITE THREE PAGES OF WHATEVER…. every morning… and then go to the real WORK… get something out of your head.
And then… comes the sending it OFF…. and then comes to LETTING GO… and then comes the LETTING GO MORE… because we want a kind of validation … that what the hell we went through meant something/will touch people//but what I am seeing now… is that… yeah, that’s normal to focus on…but if we can direct our energy to something more creative… other work; other expressions… it’s probably much healthier…We’re so complex
And beautiful KEEP GOING..." So I'm going to do just what Greg suggests that I do, especially the "Keep going!" part. Do any of you have advice to share about your own writing blocks? I'd love to know the gory details! As always, please comment to your heart's content. And have a GOOD weekend!!! love, Dyane p.s. for more information about my extraordinary friend, please visit www.gregarcher.com