As the seasons change, our writing habits change, too. It's human nature. We're not robots!…
Yesterday was one of those writing days. No, not a good one where the words are jumping from my fingertips onto the page. Not a delightful one where I’m chuckling at what the heroine just said and swooning over the hero’s grand gesture.
It was a long, slow, painful writing day.
Right away I could tell it was going to be dreadful. Within minutes I’d exhausted my supply of Gobstoppers. Ate a fun-sized Snickers without even tasting it. Had a Coke by eleven am. Nothing helped.
Why is writing so hard some days? I don’t know, but I have a bad session about every eight or nine scenes. Ugh!
Looking back, I knew the problem. I was dealing with an unruly scene–a bridge between story points, if you will. Emotional growth needed to happen, but not too much or too soon. I had to get the details right for the scene to be believable. I doubted my original set-up. Realized I needed to beef up the reasoning behind a key theme.
By the time I finally wrote the scene, I felt good, but not great. The scene still lacked tension. So back I went, layering in internal reactions to what was happening. Hours flew by, but my word count stayed low. That’s okay. I’m ready to move forward.
Writing, like everything else, is like that sometimes. I want it to be wonderful, but my brain balks. Oh well!
Do you have those days when work feels impossible? How do you get through them?
Have a terrific day!