Metaphors for writer's block and other cliches.

I wrote this a few weeks ago when I couldn't think of anything else to write, which was kind of refreshing because writing about the fact that I couldn't write actually ended up helping me to write... Anyway, I shared it with my writer's group and they all really liked it, so I thought I might share it with the rest of you as well because... well, why not?  

I’m dying to write more often, but I’m finding that every time I sit down to look at a page, my mind goes completely blank. This weird whirring sound begins in my brain and my eyes tend to glaze over. What is that about? It used to be that I could get the words to start pouring out of me if I tipped my lexical pitcher just enough. Now, however, it seems like that pitcher is full of molasses instead of lemonade. It’s not that there aren’t any words at all within me (I always have words, ask anyone who has ever engaged in a conversation with me), but instead it’s like they’re all locking themselves up in some tower in my mind. They’re rebellious teenagers who refuse to come out for dinner. It’s infuriating. Almost as infuriating as the fact that I’ve switched metaphors three times within this paragraph.

 

So I’m getting the axe (and sticking with the locked up metaphor) and I’m busting down that door and marching those words downstairs because they’re mine, dammit, and I make the rules. Right? Ugh, I sound like my father… And you know what? Just like moody teenagers, words are going to do what words want to do whether you like it or not. Sure, you can force them to come out, but they won’t behave properly. They’ll still have an attitude. They’ll interact as minimally as possible and when they do manage to come up with a sentence, it’ll be a grumpy one that leaves you feeling hurt in a way you didn’t think possible.

 

So what do I do? I could go on a writer’s retreat. Take my words camping and get them to come out of that protective shell they have built so carefully around themselves a little bit! We’ll relax out in nature and interact with other words from other families! It’ll be refreshing! Until we get home and three days after the fact, we’re back in the same old place. The words are up in their tower and I’m down in the living room, just trying to figure out what changed.

 

So I guess the answer is to just keep trying. Keep interacting. Keep waking up every morning and making breakfast for the words. Keep going back to the words and keep trying to have a positive interaction with them until one day you’re having a full-on grand time with them. Sentence after sentence is happening and before you know it, you and your words have bonded and there’s a story there. It’s a story that you and your words will tell for decades and it’ll be your thing that the two of you have and that no one can ever really take away from you.

 

And then they’ll go back to being moody for a little while, and thus the cycle repeats itself.

 

But the stories will be the things that you think of at the end of it all when it comes to your words. It won’t be all the locked doors or silent treatments, but it’ll be the stories that the two of you created together. And, hopefully, you’ll end up closing your eyes and thinking, “Damn. We did good work.”

By Writing This, I've Sealed My Doom. At Least Verbally. There's Still Room for a Violent Death in There Somewhere, I'm Sure.

Happy Friday, Duckies!! Thank you so much for all of your birthday well-wishes! It was a super wonderful day and now I feel much older and wiser. Twenty-three is totally the age where true wisdom happens, right?

Anyway, I got to talking with my best friend, John Hamm, about words that we hate. Like... words that make us cringe and that I full-heartedly believe should be removed from the the English language, or at least outlawed, because they're just awful.

"What are these words?"

I thought you'd never ask! Allow me to share my least favorite words in the entire world with you!

Moist - Ew. Just gross. Everything about this word makes me have the chills. Even writing about it, I have the urge to throw up and punch teenage boys at the same time. Even when I'm in the grocery store and I'm in the cake aisle and all the mixes are like "SUPER MOIST!" I just end up standing in the aisle, by myself, pointing at the cake box and screaming "EWWWW!!! WHY?!?!" So... that word has essentially ruined my chances of finding love at the market, which is sad. It should definitely be eliminated.

Panties - Why does this word exist? I've never ever referred to my lady-like undergarments as "panties." Something about it just sounds so sissy to me. It's underwear, you jerks. If you want it to sound sexy, call it lingerie. Panties is a cross between vulgar and childish and those two things should just NEVER be crossed.

Side note: You'll get a super angry vomit combo from me when you use the above two words together.

Lovers - I don't know why, but this word is just weird to me. I feel like it should be reserved for only rich mistresses to use when talking about their latest affair. It conjures up images of Hugh Hefner, botox, and old cleavage. You're welcome.

Necking - I heard someone use this term the other day and all I could picture was this:

Or when I force myself to think about it with humans, I just picture two adults literally rubbing their necks together, which is just weird.

Okay, so I realize that there is a theme with my list, but it started with moist and then one thing led to another and we were at necking, and now I feel kind of weird all over.... in a very uncomfortable way. I think that if someone wanted to have their awkward revenge on me, they could just slip these four words into one sentence and watch me explode with agony.

I've just sealed my doom.

What are your least favorite words?