Writer’s… something

I’ve been going through a bad spell the past few weeks. I can’t call it writer’s block, because I have a couple of in-progress projects on the go. And I can’t call it stagnation, because I have clear visions of where I want to take these projects (or, rather, where I hope they take me).Β 

Everything feels forced and meh. I’m someone who is easily bored and I dislike predictability. And that’s how the writing feels. Predictable. Stagnant. Am I writing a good story or am I stitching words together to build an adequate quilt?Β At the moment, neither. It’s frustrating. And this is neither a pity party nor am I fishing for compliments. I know I can write, and when it’s there, I can feel it. But I’m not feeling it. There is passion in my thoughts, but not on the page.

I know it will come back, it always has before. And I am my own worst critic, and that critic is telling me I should take up macrame.

Meantime, I’ll keep looking for that zone. For that… something.

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Steven Baird

Writer, amateur photographer, ad compositor and chicken herder.

31 thoughts on “Writer’s… something”

      1. A dog, who is also an expert at macrame, is too busy talking on his cellphone and watching a car accident out the window he doesn’t see the masked men enter the back of his owner’s yarn store he’s supposed to be guarding…

        To be continued. πŸ˜‰

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