A Creative Funk
These past two weeks I didn’t write a single word. I couldn’t focus. Truth is I didn’t even want to try. My muse was on strike, and I didn’t care. It didn’t even seem worth the effort to drag myself to my office, to place my fingers on the keyboard and start typing.
So what was my problem? Simply put: I was in a creative funk.
It wasn’t a case of writer’s block; I had no loss of ideas. Rather, I had a lack of motivation to write. I needed a break, just a few days in which to recharge my mental batteries. A gal deserves a respite every now and again, right?
But I’m a writer! I’m supposed to write!
Well, yes, that’s true. However, the words weren’t coming easily and I didn’t have the energy to force them onto the page. It happens, even to the best of writers. Just ask Stephen King.
Instead of trudging through sentences and scenes, I gave myself permission to relax. Instead of writing during my free time, I chose to do something else.
I watched a movie on the Lifetime channel and listened to lots of music.
David Charvet + no shirt = yummy goodness
I read a few books and painted my nails.
Isn't that a gorgeous color?! Makes me wish that was my hand.
I took the dogs for long walks and reorganized my closet.
Yeah, I felt slightly guilty that I wasn’t using every possible free moment to write. I hate to waste valuable time and I don’t like to be called lazy. Still, I realize how important it is to take small breaks to stay recharged. That said, I'm happy to report my funk ended yesterday. All of a sudden, I got the urge to write. So I did – and wrote 2,355 words on my novella! Apparently all I needed was a little “me” time to get back into the writing groove.
Have you ever been in a creative funk? What did you do? Did you force yourself to write, or wait for your muse to return?