…..Or I might kill it.
If such a thing were possible, I would have already stabbed the paper with my red ink pen.
I’ve come to a scene that I can’t figure out. It needs to exist…it is crucial, but for the life of me I can’t see it. Never has there been such a frustrating thing: to know what you need to do but to be incapable of doing it.
When writer’s block hits me, it often comes in the form of walls like this one, a seemingly impenetrable mammoth.
I may as well be standing outside the Great Wall of China with a spoon as my only tool to dig through to the other side.
The only thing I can do is find a way around it. And with this scene, my way “around” was choosing to just set it aside…a task that has been a near impossibility for me in the past. If it wasn’t finished, I couldn’t move forward, which caused many miserable nights, might I add.
The point? Sometimes we writers are our own worst enemies.
What about you? When the walls come up how do you find a way over, under, around or through? Can you set a scene or chapter aside and move on?