When you experience Writer’s Block

Every writer has a different opinion on this matter; some believe it and some don’t. I believe it, because we all have those moments of unclarity. This is what usually happens to me when I experience writer’s block. To some people, writer’s block is like a unicorn symbol in the writing world. We all run out of ideas from time to time, and lose concentration, right? Writer’s block isn’t something to be ashamed of; it isn’t a contagious disease. But, let’s see if you’re familiar with any of the following:

-No matter how hard I try, sometimes I forget words I shouldn’t. For example, I want to say, “consistently trying to achieve” but I can’t shorten it in one word.

 

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-When I start to laugh at my own lame jokes, I know I’m in big trouble. It feels as though my well of imagination has gone through an eternal drought.

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-No matter how hard I try to concentrate, my mind wonders somewhere else. Hey, even when I’m crushing over someone, I can find ways to write about it, but when I’m under writer’s block logic invades my fantasy world. It’s like a horror movie, where the monster is trying to erase your vocabulary and grammar…scary!

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-When I feel there’s an idea coming, I try to avoid everything until I write it down, in fear of losing it forever. When ideas flow through my mind, it feels like I found the gold at the end of the rainbow.

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Hopefully you can relate :p. My advice is, whenever you go ‘blank,’ just take a break and let creativity come back to you again. We all need a break once in a while.

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

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What’s it like being a daydreamer?

First of all, I’m not crazy, I know the difference between reality and fantasy. Still, I do get asked where my imagination comes from or how do I feel when I a vivid daydreams. Here’s a short explanation of a few things I go through:

 

1) I may be a daydreamer, but I do listen to what you’re telling me. I’m just picturing your situation in mind as you tell the story. Which is why I often get told by my friends, “I would’ve never thought of it that way! Thanks!”

 

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2) No, I do not ‘hear’ voices. I imagine my crush asking me out and things like that, but I know he didn’t just do so. Again, I’m aware when I’m daydreaming. Otherwise, I’d be at a mental facility.

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3) Concentration isn’t always easy, but it is possible to manage. It isn’t always easy to pay attention to things you’re not interested in (but things you must learn).  This is one of the reasons I walk a lot. I need to keep my mind balanced.

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4) It does help your memory. There are many things I remember that my friends don’t (how they made a fool of themselves this one time), and that’s because it replayed in my mind over and over, like a movie or story.

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5) Even though concentration is often a problem, with the right amount of silence it is easy to get into writing mode. The problem is getting out of it. It feels like the moment the movie ends at the theatre and you know the magic is over. It does get you down, I’m telling you.

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6) Comfort drinks and ice cream are my go-to buddies, when no one is available. My mind does get tired and drinks and ice cream get it going, when sleep is not an immediate option.

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7)  Daydreaming helps to deal with situations that might make you lose sleep over.

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8) It makes life interesting whenever you’re having a good or bad day. If I’m having an awesome day, the excitement gets so high I could hug a spider. However, on a gloomy day, I often picture myself buying a ticket to leave the planet and galaxy.  I think this applies to most people, but for a daydreamer, this is life. It is also easy to switch back and forth between daydreams.  Do not confuse this with mood swings, though.

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9) Writing can be a good escape and so is daydreaming. It gives you a bit of hope in life, if you don’t have someone to talk to at a specific moment.

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❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

Project – A to Z challenge

A to Z Challenge letter: P

Project

The best way to kill boredom is by starting a project. Do not start a random project, but plan to do it based on what you like. A project should be an escape and it’s better if it’s unrelated to your daily routine. For example, now that the weather is getting better, I’ll buy flowers and do my arrangements for my room. The key is just to work on one project at the time. Free your mind from stress by focusing on one task and one task only; that’s the whole point. I have tried working on two projects at the time and I just gave myself unnecessary headaches. Remember projects are not always meant to be successful, but you should do them for fun and to help you grow as a person. Make your projects enjoyable and use your own creativity. If you need to watch tutorials online, that’s okay, but I think it’s best if the ideas and imagination came from YOU. It helps if you make a list. I don’t have a huge list, but here are my current projects outside of my writing world:

-Painting on canvas

-Flower arrangements

-Start self-teaching intermediate French

-I’m going to decide whether or not I’ll dress up as a broccoli for Halloween (if I did this any other day, I’d be sent to the mental hospital). I’m thinking maybe a vegetarian penguin.

How about you? Any projects? :D? 

 

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❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

Story project: Jehmers Donsriell’s bequest

It’s time I share my imagination with you. Here’s a short excerpt of a writing piece I’m working on. I started to write it a long time ago, and never got to finish. I hope to post it here soon!

Jehmers Donsriell’s bequest

She felt its sharp teeth crumbling her skin, but not a tear was shed. She was paralyzed, but she could still feel the harrowing pain, slowly rising inside her body. It absorbed any energy that she had left, and she felt hopeless. She clung to the wooden floor with her black long nails, as a last attempt to escape, scratching her way out of her own despair. It wasn’t long before her hair decayed, and her teeth began to dust from the rusty toxic wind that blew on her face. Her lungs began to collapse, as she tried to escape her imminent downfall. At last, she caught what would be, her final breath. The only thought in her mind, was regret…

 

 

 

 

 

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