I was reading an online post by a writer who believed she was suffering from writer's block. It was not that she was stuck in the middle of a novel (a common issue) more that she had no inspiration, or inclination to write, and she was feeling quite desperate.
If this happens to a writer my advice is to reframe it as lying fallow. Fallow periods allow the land to rest and replenish. Perhaps this writer's creative soul needs to do likewise. The issue here is not ‘writer’s block’ it is that panic has engulfed her and she is frozen, petrified that she will never again resume writing.
To return to the land analogy, left alone the soil rests during this placid period, nourished by dung, rain, and sunshine it prepares itself for fertility and seeding. Later with sunshine shoots will peak above the soil.
Looked, at this way, it is not a block, rather it is a creative respite. In my experience, our creative field doesn’t become completely barren, even on wastelands windblown seeds flourish. So, permit your creative self a fallow period, relax, and wait for spring.
If this happens to a writer my advice is to reframe it as lying fallow. Fallow periods allow the land to rest and replenish. Perhaps this writer's creative soul needs to do likewise. The issue here is not ‘writer’s block’ it is that panic has engulfed her and she is frozen, petrified that she will never again resume writing.
To return to the land analogy, left alone the soil rests during this placid period, nourished by dung, rain, and sunshine it prepares itself for fertility and seeding. Later with sunshine shoots will peak above the soil.
Looked, at this way, it is not a block, rather it is a creative respite. In my experience, our creative field doesn’t become completely barren, even on wastelands windblown seeds flourish. So, permit your creative self a fallow period, relax, and wait for spring.
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