In my case, the notorious writer’s block manifests itself as a difficulty in coming up with the start and end of another scene. The line in and line out are very important for my process, and often they just come to me naturally. And, sometimes they do not. And, once in a while, I have a hard time figuring out logical continuations to events which just happened in my story, because the longer and more complex the story grows, the more things seem to happen by themselves—at least I feel like I have less and less control over them.
Then I write a blog rant because I find this annoying.
At this point, however, I am already working my way through another scene, and it seems to be going somewhere. I may even split it into two, if I feel like speeding up the story—having done this a few times already—great technique, cheap and effective.
What I do not know yet, is whom to delegate to save Venny from falling off the Sky Walk (I solemnly swear that as I am writing this, I still have no idea), and I do need him alive. Ha. The candidates are: Northhill, Noriella, Nonna, and, of course, Floryssa. I am leaning toward Northhill, but anything can happen…
…did not finish this rant yesterday, continuing on the next day:
I did split that scene into three(!) separate ones, and the third grew to be around 2,500 words (another personal record for writing on the commuter train, during lunch break, and having Writebox hooked up to Dropbox in the background of whatever I pretend to work on during the day). All of the scenes were much needed, of course, and—more importantly—I took care of the not one but three things I had sitting on my mantel!
Bye, writer’s block. Go me.
A.T.T. The ebook is updated with the new scenes, and the tally of words is now 416,168…
Also published on Medium.