Warning: This post is like to be rife with clichés!
The archetype of the tortured artist exists for a reason because it seems that one can’t exist without the other. So, trust me when I say, it’s highly unlikely the torture your own mind puts you through while writing – or painting, or creating music, or whatever artistic endeavor you fancy – that the experience is singular to you. I will allow that it feels like it is though.
What are you to do when your blank computer screen stares at you, I’m using an example I am more than familiar with, and all the words you’ve written a steaming pile of crap? As tempting as it is to delete every trace of your manuscript’s existence and throw your computer out the window, don’t. As tempting as it is to walk away from it and never touch it again, don’t. And this is coming from someone who took months, yes that’s plural, long breaks in between writing a single chapter. Because when I say finding your inspiration I mean it in the motivational way, not the plot bunny way.
You have to find what will inspire you to say “Fuck this, I’m getting this shit done.” You have to find what will inspire you to just sit the fuck down and write. For me, it was because I needed to know that I could do it. That I could actually make and keep the commitment to sit the fuck down and write every day. To be honest, I’m still kind of surprised I did. If you’ll allow me one more cliché, you learn about yourself in the process. You learn that you can do something you thought you couldn’t. You learn that even though you think your writing is god awful, other people don’t. Even people who aren’t related to you! You also learn that your brain is kind of an asshole. More than kind of. Way more.
I know that this doesn’t add anything new to the conversation, it’s actually got flies on it. But, I like to think I’m not the only one who has read articles dispensing one size fits all advice on this topic and rolled my eyes at them; wishing they would at least be more realistic about the frustration this causes. Oh well, c’est la vie. (I had to get one more cliché in.) As always, thank you for reading my ramblings and let me know what you think in the comments. Bye!