My inner dialogue has gone something like this:
Okay, let’s write something.
What should I write?
A western would be good. I’ll do that.
Note to self: cannot write exclusively on one project.
How about fantasy?
I’ve never read a fantasy book.
How about young adult?
Or a flash fiction challenge?
Why is it so damn hard to come up with stuff lately?
Maybe I should write first thing in the morning.
…What is morning, anyway?
I’m obviously in a rut.
Write or die.
JUST DO IT.
Now, what to do…
Yeah. You get the picture. I’d call it writer’s block but I know it’s because I’m going through some huge transitions in life at this point, some expected and some completely-out-of-nowhere-holy-shit-what-do-I-do-now?! unexpected. I sit down to write and it’s like there’s this little black hole of worry sitting somewhere above my left ear sucking all of the creativity I possess into dimensions unknown.
So I had this idea, right? I figure, I feel like my writing is just too weak. No matter how I try to flex my writing muscle, it never seems to gain any strength. I sit down to write and even if I felt a burst of energy not so long ago, most of the time I sit staring at the computer screen feeling completely impotent.
My idea is this: take shit that’s already been created and is awesome and rewrite it. Give proper credit, of course. I’m not out to plagiarize or anything. That’s lame. But I gotta write something. Anything. Even if it’s not original.
Wish me luck.