Fortunately, I’m not suffering from writer’s block right now. I’m in crunch time trying to get Chloe’s Odyssey ready for launch. So I’m going to go work on that while you read about a time when I did have writer’s block, because every writer goes through this.
THURSDAY, OCTOBER 2, 2008
I’m so excited about my current novel. I’ve absolutely loved the research. I can’t wait to have my protagonist’s life unfold before my eyes. I see the scenes in my head, I envision the release of its publication, I feel the pen in my hand and the smile on my face as I do a book signing.
But for some reason I just can’t sit down and write the thing. I was even COOKING this morning instead of writing. And I HATE cooking. Everyone I know knows I hate cooking. Even my milkman knows and I’ve never met him. It just oozes out of me: "I HATE COOKING!" I wonder if finding myself standing over my frying pan sautéing the eggplant I just had to pluck from my garden this morning is any indication that I have some kind of writer’s block. Yesterday I tried to write, and suddenly I felt my toenails growing. I just HAD to go trim them right NOW. Then of course, the polish was chipping and that just couldn’t be left alone.
In a few minutes I am meeting one of my sisters for lunch. I will have successfully frittered away another morning of my best creative time to eggplants, personal grooming, and moving around my stereo components (something I didn’t mention before, but it had to be done). I hope when I get home from lunch I won’t need a nap too badly.
But then, maybe lying down will help me visualize writing the novel just a little bit better.
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Life with Quadruplets
As a mother of quadruplets, I've had plenty of crazy experiences raising "supertwins." I blog a lot of memories about my kids. Sometimes just my thoughts on things. I get those sometimes—when my brain works. Which is about one third of the time.