Writing itself isn’t the problem—you’ve written the scene 432 ways, you’ve got conflict, you’ve got tension, you’ve got descriptions, you’ve had 101 ideas. . . . You know the story is heading in this direction, but somehow every scene is just plain wrong.
Twice in my writing life I’ve entered into that phase where it lasted more than a month–and it’s not a lot of fun. Let me tell you.
So far the only solution I know is to show up every day and write. That’s what we do right? No matter what. Even if we know we’re going to type and type like some half-crazed person pedaling away, trying to get somewhere, but going nowhere.
Eventually, though, something breaks and the story flows again. Usually the solution was so obvious it’s ridiculous. Maybe you get an idea in the middle of the night and you finally nail it.
My experience is that I walk away with a treasure stash of descriptions, conversations, and characterizations. (That, and a bunch of darlings I’ll have to murder because I won’t be able to shoe-horn them anywhere else. )
What you about you guys? Am I the only one? Has this ever happened to you? Or worse yet, is it happening right now?