Writing Through

I’ve been in a bit of a frustrating writing spot lately. It’s one of those times when the disconnect between my brain and my fingers seems particularly noticeable. I have all this great stuff in my head, but when it comes to actually putting in in words, I fail badly. What comes out is not only not brilliant, but just plain bad. It’s a little like when golfers simply lose their swing for awhile. They know how to do it right, but for whatever reason, they just can’t. Until they can again. I’m hoping “can again” comes soon.

While I wait for my swing to come back*, I’ve been catching up online, reading blogs I’ve been behind on and finding inspiration in the writing of others. My daughter has Spring Break this upcoming week, so I’ll have a few days without a lot of computer time to absorb a bit of real life, too, which is never a bad idea for writers. And, of course, I’ve been working steadily on my other job, coordinating the Surrey International Writers’ Conference, and writing something – no matter how awful it might be – every day, because I figure I never know when it’s going to click again. Besides, not writing is not an option.

What do you do when you lose your swing for awhile, in whatever your work or hobby may be?

*this is entirely metaphorical, as I don’t actually have a golf swing. At least not one that can actually make contact with a golf ball.