I’ve never before been a blocked creative, but that’s really how I feel lately. I try to think about writing, ideas, etc., and there’s nothing there. No, it’s not like that. It’s not like reaching into a pond, feeling around, and finding nothing. It’s more like reaching into a pond only to hit a wooden bottom about 2 feet in with a thunk and wonder what in the world is going on and how that got there because we all know that ponds don’t have wooden bottoms. Ideas seem to occasionally get through, but mostly I’m thunking lately.
thunk, thunk, thunk
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May 17, 2007 at 5:16 am
Do you keep a journal? Sometimes when I’m thunking I go back through my journal for blog-fodder (I think I just coined a new term
. Then blogging about helps me expand and articulate my thoughts.
May 17, 2007 at 3:07 pm
Huh. That’s not such a bad idea.
Actually, I’ve been reading through my journals from high school…there’s some scary stuff in there!