It’s the thing most writers dread more than anything. I seldom suffer from it, but when I do, I magically forget why! And then I have to invent the wheel all over again… so I can roll out of the block and happily continue creating.
I only get writer’s block when I forget that the little me, Ego is not the one writing my books. It is the bigger Me, my Spirit, my Soul. Whenever I forget, I struggle. I try to ”invent” my story. I start thinking. I start struggling. It feels like an uphill race.
So whenever I feel I am struggling, I stop and wonder why.
The answer is always the same. I had let the little Me write the story again! So I let go, and let Spirit. I just listen. I listen to some music that inspires me, I get on my rowing machine, I do the dishes. I carry water and chop wood. And I let go of trying to steer the story. I hold the story loosely in my hands, like something precious. Like a bird. I let go, and let it fly. I let the story write itself. I don’t try and make anything happen. I just listen.
And in no time, the images will come back to me. Dialogue will flow. I only need to write it down. It is my spirit writing my stories. As long as I let Spirit, I need to have no fear of the dreaded writer’s block! 😉
Image: Flaming June, by Frederick Lord Leighton