The Words for Wednesday is a movable feast, celebrating writing.
This month, March, the prompts can be found at River's place Drifting Through Life.
And this is a The more, the merrier kind of endeavour, so Please,
remember to follow the links, go and read other peoples'
stories.
And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this
one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement.
We ALL need
encouragement.
The words are:
Stupefied
Collector
Arrange
Reflections
Fashion
Slate
and/or:
Hesitate
Adjusted
Hat
Segment
Coffeemaker
Dessert
And these last couple of days showcase my eternal problem: ENDINGS! I have no problem beginning a story (or anything else for that matter), continuing, and producing words by the million, but endings, finishings ... not so much.
I know what to write, I know how this chapter will end and where to go from there. The words are fine for that purpose, not super inspiring, but I see where they fit in. I sit myself down to write, and then ... nothing. Blank paper, or screen actually.
I'm so sorry. I hope that something will give, the dam break, or whatever.
Blogger putter stadig tilfældige kommentarer i spamfængsel. Jeg lover at slippe dem ud hurtigst muligt.
Blogger is still randomly putting comments in spam-jail. I promise to free them as fast as possible.
If i make myself sit down and write, even drivel, even a shopping list, just the act of writing sometimes opens the floodgates. It might be worth trying.
SvarSletEven so, i am willing to wait patiently. Your stories are worth the wait.
I always sit myself down and write a sentence with each of the words. This usually does the trick of overcoming the block. Not this time.
SletThank you for your patience.
I worried myself when I saw the words I'd chosen, I've got a whole notebook of words I liked from books I read.
SvarSletJust let them sit in your mind for a while and they will let themselves out eventually, in a story or a poem.
It's not your word being 'bad'. Most words actually are good, only not very modern or sexy words. As I said, I see where they fir in. It's just my creative juices having dried up.
SletThank you for supplying them.