“You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.” ~ Jack London
I just haven’t been feeling it this last week. When I sit down to write, there are no images, emotions, or ideas compelling me to work. Nothing. Nada. Nunco. Knowing ideas are a writer’s cheapest commodity, it’s been frustrating.
Because I’m certain there’s no such thing as writer’s block, this is as temporary as it is annoying. This too shall pass. But to hurry things along, I’ve developed rituals and exercises to get the creative lubricant moving. (Why the’re not effective at the moment is anther story.)
But I’m curious: what do you do?
What do you do when your writing is stale and stalled out? When you decide to go Jack London on a piece, and go hunting for inspiration, do you have a “go-to club” that gets the job done?
Mine’s usually music.