Sometimes, writing is hard. Sometimes, the words just flow. Writer’s block can be a mountain. Or a molehill. Life can be the same. Sometimes, we bite off more than we can chew, when we should be nibbling away at the problem. I need to remember this. Often. And, as usual, the Universe popped in to remind me.
Silver, if you know what you want; if you’ve made up your mind; if you can see it, feel it, and move toward it in some small way every single day… it has to happen.
Xxxooo,
The Universe
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Silver, move toward it in some small way every single day.
So, I have a plan. Every day, I’m going to take a nibble from whatever project I have. A few words–or a lot of words if inspiratation strikes. But words. Or sorting through a box tucked back in the corner in preparation of rearranging my office. Or sorting through clothes in the cloest that I haven’t worn in years. Or the pantry. But first and foremost, words. Because I’m a writer. Even when I’m avoiding it. For whatever reasons. I’m not going to look at the WIP and feel overwhelmed because I can do a few words a day, moving toward typing the end. Right? Right! What project do you have that you need to nibble on?
Silver James 
I don’t have writer’s block, I have gumption block. I feel like such a toad. I need to kick myself in the butt and do some kind of August NoWriMo. Make a plan, execute it with a near total disregard for stuffs outside of writing. Of course, that wouldn’t be nibbling. That would be gorging. But I think at this point it has become necessary. We’ll see what happens. I have two days to think about it.
Good luck with your nibbling! :hugs:
I nibbled away with a couple of hundred words yesterday. I tried the gobble thing (and I’ve had to retype that word FOUR times because my fingers keep typing BOGGLE — WTF?!?!) and it obviously hasn’t worked. I really need to get moving because I have another book due with a November deadline that IS carved in stone and it needs to be done BEFORE NaNoWriMo. So, little bites until I convince my brain it can handle the full feast.
Hang in there. Probably a good thing we don’t live close. We’d be sitting on the deck drinking coffee and watching the world go by. 😉