I don’t know waht to say. I don’t know what to say I don’t know what to say. I don’t know what to say maybe I can write about freewriting and about blogging and how the two work together and about how when you write sometimes you find what to say I onow I can cv write about the age regression and journalling and how when you write the words come.
I bet you think I’m losing my mind. Actually, I’ve been struggling with Blogger’s Block. You know–you start out blogging and it seems like subjects are everywhere and options are infinite, and then one day you wake up and you want to write a blog post and you have no idea–no idea at all–about what to say.
It’s not just blogger’s who suffer from this, of course. Writers everywhere know about Writer’s Block. You have a pencil. You have paper (or alternatively, you have a keyboard, and a monitor with a blinking cursor). And all you can do is sit and tap your fingers on the table.
Actually, that’s not quite true. There’s one surefire way of finding something to write about. It’s called Freewriting. It’s the simplest thing in the world, and it sounds the goofiest. Here’s how it works. You stop waiting for the ideas to hit. You just pick up the pencil (or put your fingers on the keyboard) and get them moving. And don’t stop. Maybe you draw loops. Maybe you just write “I don’t know what to say” over and over again. Don’t stop to edit. Don’t stop to correct spelling. Don’t stop to censor yourself. Don’t stop to discard anything because it’s dumb, or embarrassing, or trite. Don’t stop. Period. Make marks. Write.
If you do this, something amazing will happen. An idea will come. I guarantee it. That first paragraph up top? That’s freewriting. I started this post with no idea what I wanted to write about. And now I have an idea not only for this post, but for a whole series of posts. I’m going to talk about writing when you don’t know what to write about.
Freewriting is a leap of faith. It is setting a pencil on the paper when you have no idea what that pencil is going to do. It is the act of showing up, when you’re not sure what you’re doing here.
Freewriting is also something else. It’s a way of getting the ideas moving. True story: I earned college money by working in a dairy. My job was driving the cows from the sheds down a narrow alley to the cleaning shed, where I had to scrub udders and send the girls, clean and dripping, into the milking parlor. I was very good at this because I learned early on that the best way to get the cows moving was not to beat on the last cow in the cowjam, but to get the cow who was standing crosswise out of the way. I figured out which cows had decided to stop for a think, and then I urged them gently along.
Freewriting is like that. Sometimes writer’s block happens not because you have no ideas, but because one idea is standing crosswise halfway down the alley, chewing its cud. Before you can write about anything else, you have to get that idea out of the way. Freewriting gets that idea moving out of your brain, down through your fingers, and onto the paper, where you can wash its udder and usher it into the milking parlor, so to speak. Once that big, stupid, cud-chewing black and white spotted idea is out of the way, all the other ideas can flow out.
Back to my little freewriting exercise. Did you notice that what I actually wrote about had nothing to do with age regression exercises? I loved the idea of blogging about that–and I’ll do it–but first I had to get this freewriting cow out of the way. And there she goes…