Progress

Isn't amazing that some days you can pound out thousands of words and others well ten if you are lucky. I'm not talking about writers block so don't think in that way. I'm talking about when you are trying to figure out what path the character will take, what specific dangers to include and what ones to exclude. When the thoughts are plentiful but the decisions just can't be made yet.

So what to do?

I walk away. Literally I mean. I pick up my walking stick and head out into the wilderness...okay...so our backyard and woods.  It isn't huge, but it is large enough to give me peace and the solitude (from humans) that I need. The chance to breath and relax. Feel the breeze on my face, and the strength of the trees around me. When I was in college the best way to escape was to go to the gym and play some basketball for hours! I would clear my mind of all thought but the game, and sometimes the pain. It would allow me to return to my keyboard with a renewed strength and vigor for the story or the task.

Don't loose hope, the story will come, sometimes we like to try and force it out of us, instead of letting it develop on its own and in its own time. Granted we all have deadlines and restrictions, so sometimes it needs a little coaxing i.e. a slow walk through the forest.