Inspiring the Temporarily Uninspired

I really, really like writing.
This is not to say writing comes easily to me. My literary
muse – let’s call her Shi-Shi, the fat muse of inspired writing – is way-too-often
on break, perhaps on her cell phone with Sesha, my academic muse, or
maybe playing hide-the-catnip-toys (where do those go, anyway?) with one of my cats. So I’ve grown used to
finding inspiration on my own. Oftentimes I just plunk down in front of the
computer, forbid myself approximately 813 times the temptation
of checking
Facebook, and make myself write,
sentence by grueling sentence, paragraph by slogging paragraph, until I’ve
finished for the day. Other times I drop with a happy plop in my computer chair
and listen to the percussive music of my fingers playing keyboard. (Those latter
days, rare and beautiful as they are, rock, by the way.) However, most of the
time, I coast between these two extremes, approaching my writing with hope and trepidation
and slowly, eventually losing myself in my literary landscape.
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My cat, Chunka, playing with one of her catnip toys before Shi-Shi cruelly hides them. |
I do have a few tips for aspiring writers out there who
struggle with their version of the Shi-Shi-less blues. When I’m writing a scene, or multiple
scenes, I usually get super stoked right about the time the scene’s climax
happens. I mean, duh, right? But you know what? I often stop writing for the
day during that climax. It’s
frustrating, sure, but it also makes coming back tomorrow that much easier and
more exciting. It also makes for more seamless writing.

So, yes, writing is my great passion, my favorite art, my
ultimate medium for expression. Alas, it can also be quite tedious and stymieing.
Sometimes it’s challenging to be a minor god of a made-up
universe.
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