Writer's Block

I have been asked recently about my personal literary process - it all depends on the type of writing I am doing at the time.

Blog Writing
But when I do my daily blog, I write one way – it takes about 20 minutes per one-page entry. And I try to limit myself to one page per day (most of us don't have the commitment to read more than that per writer). I take a thought and prattle on for a bit. I don't even read what I have written on most days – hence several people have made comments about things not making sense.

"French Mail" vs. "French Maid", for instance. Now, I don't know about you, but I am sure that it would make not a lick of difference if Ms. Amber wears a French Maid costume verses a #10 Envelope. Well, actually, I think that French envelopes are probably a bit smaller than a #10 Envelope. Viva La France.

I am not sure how my writing is classified – a poor man's (or woman's) Flannery O'Conner. But she wrote with stream of consciousness – beautifully, artfully. I am more of a scatter brain. Again, I don't spend tons of time on it. Sharpening the saw.

Erotic Writing
For the erotic blog writing, I need to break this down into during-affair and post-affair work. And affair was not necessarily the physical affairs, as I was not present before they actually took place. I believe you are unfaithful in your heart before you are unfaithful in the flesh (you can tell the difference because one involves naked bodies, bodily fluids, and friendly lies, "you were the best ever").

For the during-affair writing, I thought about something to write about and then start writing. At some point, my pulse quickened, my breath got more shallow, and sooner or later (usually sooner), I started masterbating to the thoughts. Most of the earlier stories (Josette Letter Part I through The Study) were constructed in this way – and I would think that all, or most of them, involved several masturbation sessions).

Since then, I occasionally write erotica – most of which was to satisfy a few readers (yes, you, GP). No more masturbation sessions. Not pulse quickening. Most like my current blog writing.

Novel Writing
When I write novels. Crap. I don't write novels.

Still in writer's block. It was my turn at the plate for Just Walking. My little piece was a bit crappy. But we all go through these dry spells. I have read half a dozen people who are going through this right now. Darned Writer's Flu!