Oh, balderdash. I, on the basis of refusing to call it "creative block," have hit an unforeseeable lack of motivation to continue on the path of moveination, motionevasion, mote-in-volation, or mote, eh, vase shun. I want to write and work on this story, but there are many, many distractions-- including my own propensity to sabotage the working stride. I get distracted or feel like I have "other" things to do then feel like I need to procrastinate doing those other things instead of Working. How I long to habitually hit a stride!
Oh, to dream. To dare to hope. To dream of.... Wow. If I was working on Ryal, perhaps I wouldn't have all these pent up words, you know?
Thoughts for progressing:
Take the main character, and plop him into another setting-- home life, in his own imagination, with friends.
Look at the secondary characters more closely.
What experiences would be good for the characters? What would be awful?
I have the wherewithal to challenge myself for my entire life. That's a great gift.--Twyla Tharp
I learned very early that an audience would relax and look at things differently if they felt they could laugh with you from time to time. There's an energy that comes through the release of tension that is laughter.-- Twyla Tharp
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