Sun streaming through the clouds
As I have transitioned into the world of letters I have become well acquainted with the curse known colloquially as writer's block. I have inspired days in which I can write 15-20 pages of quality prose, and languid days when just churning out a paragraph of hackneyed schlock is a burden.
Today is one of the latter days.
It's not as though I am without writing projects, either. I have a half-dozen academic and journalistic articles waiting for attention, plus two manuscripts that are approaching book length. I have blogs to visit, boards to post on, and ideas to pitch to editors.
One of the ways that I combat writer's block is to walk around my neighborhood for a while. Sometimes ideas come to me when I get a breath of fresh air, and sometimes the walk helps me focus on priorities.
When I take along my camera on my walks I often find an interesting picture worthy of a few words on a blog. At the very least an eye-catching image can buy me a few hours, until I have something more substantial to write.
At times it is simply a matter of getting away from the books, notes, and the keyboard to see the world from a new perspective. On my walk today, boisterous kids were playing a game they invented on a tennis court. The object was to bounce a tennis ball upward from a tennis racket while walking across the court, sort of like mobile paddleball.
I thought of taking a picture and interviewing them ("What do you call this game? How do you 'win' the game?"), but I decided to keep walking.
Just because I have writer's block doesn't mean I need to interrupt kids having fun on a Saturday afternoon. Besides, the sun was coming out from behind the clouds, and I now had a bit of motivation to break the block.