Die, writer’s block. Just die. Die painful. Die slow. Die now.

the war against writer's block

Anyway, about this thing called marketing. Oh, and writer’s block.

Stick with me on this.

I really hope you’ll excuse the non-literary introduction, but I’m working on getting my post-a-day rhythm back and that was the best sentence I could come up with to break through the blockage. Because this thing is all about consistency, which is about process and dedication, but mostly about consistency. Or at least that’s the way I’m seeing how this works. As in “time to make the donuts.”

Because when I have a hard time getting back into my writing ‘groove’ I always find the best thing for me to do is just to write something. Just come up with some random topic and then put fingers to keyboard. It’s the strangest thing because it always seems to work, which should suggest that each time I run up against that (blog) writer’s block, I should know what to do. It’s what my creative writing professor James Yaffe told all of us to do more than 30 years ago, which was to just write.  And James Yaffe was the best teacher I ever had at any level. But yet and still here I am 30 years later still jousting with the same beast that I should have put to rest long ago.

But I fight on. And I write on.

Sorry about that one, but you remember what I said right? Anyway, moving on to the next thing (in such a way as to make it appear as if this is a smooth and natural transition), the marketing thing is irking the hell out of me. I’m doing all the research I can, and reading all the cool books from all the cool authoritative people who have got this marketing/full-time-writer thing figured, but I’m still not rich and famous. I mean, that’s probably because I haven’t managed to do it consistently, but still. I want to be rich and famous and I want it now. 

But in all seriousness, learning how to juggle the demands of  writing 2,000 words a day five days a week for my novel (which I’ve actually been pretty faithful about), and then blogging daily on my website, tweeting several times a day and making those tweets something I might actually be interested in reading myself, plus learning how to network with and reach out to/link with other writer/bloggers of similar mindset  so that somebody other than me, myself and I know about all my herculean efforts to become a rich and famous writer, plus finding folks willing to review my books, plus…

plus…

plus…

I mean, why don’t I just hunt down an agent and beg him/her to line me up with one of those Great Big Publishing Houses In The Sky that will take me into their bosom and save me from having to do all this work for myself?

Because I’m an artist who also happens to be a bit of a control freak when it comes to the creations and machinations of my twisted little gray sponge.

Die, writer’s block. Just die.

 

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