Right words, wrong time.
Right time, wrong words.
Why am I finding writing so difficult today? It’s not even as if today has had the creative-sapping cold, grey, gloomy wet weather of yesterday. Today has been full of sun, of blue sky, of spring flowers…
Driving to and from work, and cruising down the A34 to Didcot for my flute lesson, scenes were playing out in my mind, the chapter was looking good. But I can’t write in the car. I can think. But, but I can’t write. And now, it’s this evening, I’ve had all these good ideas, I’m inspired – why will the words not come. Why am I struggling over the scene? Where have all the words gone?
Aaaaaggggghhhh!!!! The frustion of it…!!!!!!
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…words words words?
But I can’t write in the car. I can think. But, but I can’t write.
I have the same problem…except I have a bike rather than a car.
Potentially the same solution, though – consider a minidisc recorder (or dictaphone or portable MR3 recorder, etc. etc.) – all you then need to do is develop a habit of talking to yourself out loud. People stare at you when you talk to yourself cycling through the park…you can probably get away with a semblance of sanity more easily in the car :-).
all you then need to do is develop a habit of talking to yourself out loud
Develop the habit?!! Hey, I am the master of talking to myself! I have got a dictaphone actually, and my iRiver has a external mic facility. Believe me I have thought about it but it just doesn’t seem to work. I just get tapes and tapes of gibberish … or the batteries go flat…
(Incidentally I probably wouldn’t look any more crazy than someone on their hands free or singing…)