I have a case of writer’s block this week.
Or maybe it’s photographer’s block. Or, possibly, DIY-er’s block.
Or, perhaps it’s just that I’m too content with our home right now and my mind is taking a brief rest rather than coming up with ideas and words to express those ideas. Do you remember that big chunk of time that existed in between Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban and Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire? (At least, I think it was those two…) The Harry Potter books had just taken off and Rowling had found herself in very different circumstances than when Harry had walked into her imagination that first time. Suddenly, she was wealthy. She wasn’t writing her books on napkins filtched from restaurants anymore. Some radio personality suggested that perhaps the reason writing the next book was taking so long was because Rowling was too happy, too content and that the best work actually comes out of misery.
Obviously, I have never been miserable, and creating content for this blog makes me happy, so if this is true, it’s a bit of a paradox. Happiness causes writer’s block, but writing makes me happy. Huh?
I’ll be back tomorrow with my regular Three Things post. I might have writer’s block, but there are certainly still things I’m thinking about!
How do you get past writer’s block or your personal equivalent? How do you re-inspire yourself?