Oh, I know this feeling all too well. I also crave that feeling, that what I’m writing really fizzes and sparkles, that I’m writing something amazing.

I didn’t feel like that today, when I wrote ‘Out on the range’. It was just an exercise in putting one foot in front of the other, of writing imagery, of trying to put myself in the head of Mystic the horse. In that sense it worked, but there was no twist at the end. Do I need a twist at the end of every story? I’m not sure, but I feel pleased when I do put one in there.

I also know that feeling that the Mouse Mind has of wanting to write stuff for other people, and for them to like it, but then despising myself for being so weak as to need or want to have ‘likes’.

Truthfully, I feel like I know when I’ve written something good, and I can be pleased with it even if not that many people like it – if at all – but I’m always thrilled when people do like my writing and even more so when they comment on what they actually like about the writing.

Well, it tells me that I’m going in the right direction, doesn’t it? Besides, it also backs up that advice writers have, which is to write what you would love to read; the times I’ve gotten the biggest response was when I put my heart and soul into being creative, challenging myself, enjoying myself, having fun, and being utterly pleased with myself when I hit that ‘publish’ button.

What’s it like for you writers out there?

Mind of a Mouse

I never suffer from writer’s block.  I always have something to write about.  Ideas and words are always available.  They mix and mingle and multiply – they scurry around my brain – they give me no rest.  The hard part is in catching them, putting them to work, organizing them, calming them – that is the part that requires effort for me, not creating them in the first place.

No, there is no such thing as writer’s block in my world.  However, there is such a thing as Writer’s Boredom.  I don’t stare at the blank page and wonder how to fill it.  I stare at a page full of words and wonder, why am I bothering.  It is all so BORING.

I write the words and they flow across the page.  They flow, cough once, then sputter and die. They sit there on the screen looking pretty but doing nothing.  Like an artist’s model…

View original post 375 more words

Advertisements

About TheImaginator

35 year old sciolist living in Tokyo. I like swing dancing, Twitter word games, writing, using Stumbleupon.com, reading, and watching movies. I write stuff on my blog occasionally.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

9 Responses to

  1. Sightsnbytes says:

    I agree totally, there is always something to write about, but only if you have the skill to turn images and thoughts to paper. Like an artist can take a beautiful scenery or a blue sky and put it to a canvas, a good writer can give readers the same effect, but in their minds rather on a canvas. I write for so many reasons, mostly for relaxation. My lady thinks I am crazy, because for her, writing anything on purpose is a pain. I also write as a means of therapy, something she tells me that I need…lol. I am glad I found your site, someone who feels the way I do about writing. Great blog, and great blog post.

  2. jaschmehl says:

    Ah… I just read all the lovely comments you got on ‘Out on the Range’ and isn’t it interesting how something that you didn’t feel was your best, sparked such an interest in your readers? And so the reactions from readers help up form our opinion of our own writing. Which ‘they’ say we shouldn’t do, but I do anyway. oh well…

    • Thank you for your comment; it’s true, I shouldn’t be influenced by the reactions of my readers, but there again our reactions to each others posts are a characteristic of the WordPress community aren’t they? It’s how we socialise with each other 🙂

  3. cocacolafiend says:

    I’m in the process of editing my first ever novel right now. I feel that I’ve improved so much, and it was a great distraction when I was frustrated with other things, so I’m very glad that I wrote it. However, now that I’m at the stage of editing and trying to make it as good as possible, I keep on thinking, what’s the point? Is this even any good? Only my sister and a couple of friends have read my novel so far, and they say that they like it, but that’s not the same as having a complete stranger praise your writing.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s