I don’t think I have writer’s block in the traditional sense. I know
what I want to say, it comes out as I type and I’d like to think what I
write isn’t pure crap. It’s the getting started that’s hard. And
continuing. I’ll plan to write and come up with a million things I’d
rather read instead, so I just waste hours reading when I could be
writing something.
I forget which interview with the artist Linder Sterling this was (it wasn’t the one with Morrissey featured in Interview Magazine which
was wonderful to read), but she said somewhere that being creative
can’t be scheduled. Unfortunately working a day job, I have to schedule
my “creativity” around that which I think is part of the problem. If
only I could be one of those people living in their parents’ basements!
F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote This Side of Paradise in his mother’s
attic. Just kidding, having developed some life skills from living on
my own will benefit me whether or not I ever do become an author.
Anyway- I actually have begun a novel I intend to complete. I just
need to find something within me to give me that final push to actually
do that.
