Writer’s BlockPosted: February 2, 2012
I’ve always imagined my writer’s block as a giant toy wooden block. The block is a pale wood and the painted letters and numbers are raised out of the smooth sides. The color changes–sometimes it’s blue, sometimes it’s red–but it’s always on a hill. It’s so enormous that there is no way that I can avoid it. It’s like the Lion Hunt song, “Can’t go over it, can’t go under it, gotta go through it!” I can’t tell you how I ever get through it, mostly because by the time I’m past my writer’s block I’m actually writing, not imagining how I got through that stupid wooden block. But now that block is back and looming over me. I wish I had thought more about how I got through it. Drill? Ax? Fire? I can’t figure it out!