Gentle Reader, I am in A Funk. A Writing Funk, to be precise. I have a project I need to work on, and a project I don’t want to work on, and all of that is lending itself to thoughts that I should just start something new.
I know the best answer to The Funk is BICHOK: Butt in chair, hands on keyboard. I *know* this, and still, I find myself unable to write. So I thought I would wander back into blogging to see if I could knock loose the cobwebs and let slip the dogs of fiction.
What are your strategies to deal with The Funk, Friends?
6 thoughts on “Postscripts: Woe Am I”
Chocolate and a quick walk in the fresh air. Good luck!
BICHOK. This is the greatest thing I have heard of today. My advice involves wine, television and massive amounts of procrastination, so I would ignore me if I were you 🙂
I wish I could take credit for it, but I can’t. I agree, though. It’s the greatest advice ever!
My strategy is doing something necessary and brain-crushing, like laundry, until the creative juices burst forth just to get me to stop doing laundry. It usually works fairly quickly, like within the first load.