It’s one of those weeks when words pile up on each other, and thoughts collide with thoughts.
It’s one of those weeks when it seems like there is so much to write about, and yet at the same time there isn’t anything to say.
It’s one of those weeks when I want to write, but everything is scrambled. I spend more time deleting what I wrote than actually writing it.
I don’t know what you’d call it. It isn’t so much writer’s block as writer’s overload. It makes my head spin and honestly, I get to feeling a little overrun with thinking on days like this.
There are only two things that ever help me get out of these major word jams: read a tried and true old book and take some time to walk it off, to feel the sunshine and to smell the roses, or in my case, the new daffodil blossoms!
Maybe it is strange that when I find myself feeling rather like a blank page and when I have no words at all, I turn to those same two things to pull my thoughts back again.
I guess it is my writer’s remedy that makes everything okay again. Perhaps because in a good book, I am challenged. When I wander out under trees and in quiet places, I feel closest to God, and the distractions of life and home and job fade away and I can listen and be still like no other place.
I doubt I’m the only one who suffers this opposite-of-writer’s block sort of thing.
so…What about you?
When you get overrun with too many words all at the same time, what do you do to put them back into their places?