This is my beautiful cat, Eowyn. Thrown over the fence during the night at the shelter I was volunteering at. She was six weeks old. Someone put her in a box and taped the lid shut. They forgot air holes. Anyway, she is now living the good life and will be helping us today with something she suffers with at times...hairballs. Only, as writer's we cough up Wordballs, don't we?
We all have those days where we spend the time writing but nothing comes out the way we wanted it to. It feels like a hairy, sticky mess. Verbal vomit on the page. It can be discouraging. We have this gorgeous vision in our head that just isn't making it to the page. Stuck in our heads, we can't coax it down our arms, through our fingertips to the keyboard and onto the computer screen.
So what to do with those days? There is no medication we lick off our paws for Wordballs. You just have to suffer through those days and try to salvage what you can. While I admit there are Wordball days where I can't use a single typed word, there are others when I can take what was vomited and spit shine that sucker into something quite beautiful. Or less hairy. The point is, we all cough up those suckers. As a writer every day can't be a full, perfect chapter that needs no rewrites or reworking. We embrace the suck and move forward. We hang in there and keep writing.
Do you have a remedy for Wordballs? One that you would so generously share with your fellow writers? How do you deal with that mess you cough up some days?
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