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[nny]

I have a wax plug in my brain and it's holding all of my words in place, safely where they can be of precisely no use at all. Hence the less than wonderful mood, of late. I can't compose any decent sentences at all, it's painful.

Sulk.

And yes, I tried write or die. It just meant I wrote crap faster.

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[the-drifter.livejournal.com]

I've had that experience, ugh -- or my own version, where I can get a decent sentence out past the wax, but at a rate of roughly 100 words I don't hate for every hour of work. Don't know if this will help, but that's the kind of mood where I start what I call a five-finger exercise -- I pick an idea I find intriguing but am not invested in, or choose the most ludicrous / weirdest / worst premise I can think of, and just sit down and start going at it with no real plan and no real investment in finishing it (or doing anything good). (For example, it's moods like this that really cry out for banging out ridonckulous scene snippets from an SGA AU of "10 Things I Hate About You." Or writing something in the most stilted and inappropriate prose style you can think of -- Sheppard and Michael doing the showdown in a spaghetti western, or SGA-1 as the Hardy Boys, that kind of thing, or hell, the synopsis of S1-5 in the style of Genesis.) It tends to get me past the block -- it lets me write to be writing and just roll right past crappy placeholder sentences in a way I usually can't -- and often tends to yield things that I'm surprisingly happy with and never would've otherwise written. It's also yielded things I did a thousand words on, never finished, and never felt bad about abandoning when I felt ready to get back on the horse of a story I cared about.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Mostly the ridunkulous stories are the only ones I end up writing, since the so-called 'sensible' are far too intimidating as they might mean that I get judged in a serious context!

*laughs*

My issues, don't let me show you them.

I'll try a different genre or style, I guess; my main issue is that I keep signing up for exchanges and the like, in the hope it'll make me write, where instead it makes me beat myself up more over failing. I am caught between too much pressure and lack thereof.

[batyatoon]

... wow.

See, because that complaint about how you can't write a decent sentence? Is the most vivid and effective metaphor I've seen in weeks.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

♥

Thank you. You are odd but I like you. :D

[batyatoon]

... that's a but?

[dramawench.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. Ear candle?

*massive hugs*

[villainny.livejournal.com]

...EW

XD