I have met so many wonderful friends through books. Some are fictional, and some are flesh and bone friends...but all have made a difference in my life in one way or another. We all impact each other's lives. Sometimes it is by something you say that makes me think, and other times it is by a gesture or kindness. And yet other times it may be something that dug deeper, hurt my feelings, or made me sad. Still you made a difference. Through this blog I would like to introduce you to some people who have blessed me with their writing...and I hope you will be blessed as well!

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Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Have you ever felt Creatively Constipated?

     I have a question for all of you who write for a living...have you ever felt Creatively Constipated? Like you had all these wonderful ideas but they were stopped up inside of you and wouldn't flow the way they should? Have you found a Mental Ex-Lax that will set your ideas free and get you back on track? In my fleshly reality I am surrounded with obstacles that distract me from the the ideas that are jamming up fighting to escape.  When I sit down to write the mail will run dropping off those friendly little reminders...(note: there is nothing friendly about their notes or phone calls to remind you that you are a dead beat and you need to pay your bills, even if it means selling your grandmother's hope chest you had promised to your granddaughter!), or the fleas that have taken over residence in your home setting up maternity hospitals instead of flea markets, and mass producing little pin-sized vampires to eat you alive while you try to concentrate! So I come to you now asking...what is your secret Chocolate-flavored solution to release the little people in your head? How do you get your creative juices flowing again and feed the people that fill the pages of your manuscript?

     Or is it just me that experiences these blockages? I remember when I was little my grandmother would tell me if I ate too much cheese or too many bananas I would get "stopped up" (she was very delicate with words) and I would have to take a little chocolate flavored bite (lousy chocolate too,let me tell you!)  to "set me free".  As I got older and hated that fake little rectangle of brown lies, I discovered I could get the same results by drinking grape juice or eating prunes...and they were so much tastier! So what have you discovered that works to get your imagination back on track again?