This blog is on a hiatus. For my blog with current updates, visit Damyanti at Daily (w)rite. ——————— When I started writing a few years ago, I was all for writing by hand. It kept me distraction-free, in touch with paper, and I could change the color of pens or the texture of paper as…
I enjoy writing, sometimes; I think that most writers will tell you about the agony of writing more than the joy of writing, but writing is what I was meant to do. ~ Leon Uris
Today is one of those agony days. When writing is anything but enjoyment. But like Uris, I feel writing is what I was meant to do.
So onward march with the pen and the keyboard today , and fight them as they fight me.
Sometimes it is hard to write off the top of one’s head, especially after a large breakfast. All I want to do is go to the National Library and pore over a stack of books, but am instead holed up in my room, working. Well, preparing to work, anyway. Warming up. It is hard to…
For that is what they are, Avatars. The protagonist, the antagonist the supporting cast, the bit roles. It’s me, all of them, depending on the time of the day, what you think up, how morbid you’re feeling or how happy.
“Be cruel to your main character,” you’ve stuck in bold letters on your table, and you sure take your advice seriously. You bash me up, kill me, make me wait to die, jump over hoops, lose the woman I love, make me dress up as a woman, a child, a dog, make me crash a car, lose a fortune. You know the drift.
But I have a character in one of my stories now, who is an award-winning author. Since I can’t get the story to close the right way, I thought I will free-write as her. In character, so to speak. And boy SHE has a writer’s block, because this is what came out: