I have been struggling a lot the past few weeks with my writing. I just don’t feel like doing it. When I sit down to the page, nothing comes to me, and when it does, it feels forced. I like nothing that I write. This is unusual for me. I don’t have huge blocks of time to write so when I do get the opportunity, I usually just pour it all out, sometimes finishing drafts within an hour or less. I feel an energy surge through me and a sense of joy that I am doing what I love.
Not so much these past few days. After speaking with my life coach last week, he reminded me that I always felt inspired at those times of writing flow. He encouraged me to write on the page “I don’t know what to write” if I was feeling uninspired. I did this today and kept writing it until my pen started coming up with ideas about what I should be writing – that book that came to me when my daughter asked me to read her a book – or that other book that was sparked by my son’s funny story after school. I soon wanted to open up a manuscript I had started right after my aunt passed away 6 months ago, inspired by something that my daughter said to me. The words poured out of me (along with many tears). I wrote a draft in 20 minutes. It was the most emotionally charged writing I have every done – and maybe my best.
It got me thinking. I must not underestimate the power of inspiration. I don’t care how many ideas I have for books. If they are not inspired internally, pushing me on some emotional level, I really struggle. Maybe this isn’t every writer’s process, but I just discovered that it is for me. I need to stick with the projects that made me stop and write something down…the notes I left myself to put something together with them later. That is what brings me to the page energized and focused. I learned an important lesson today on my writer’s journey.