When Your Muse Takes a Spring Break

See if you can track with the following situation…

Your week is slammed—chock full of appointments and meetings and pulling together tax documents that you don’t want to pull together in the first place. But, dutiful writer that you are, you realize you must take time to write or it’s not going to happen. So you whip out a crowbar and pry open a block of precious hours to work on your bestseller. It’s hopeful. It’s a handhold on your rockslide of a schedule and you’re looking forward to it.

Fast forward. The blessed time has arrived for you to lose yourself in the muse and surge ahead in your WIP. Java in one hand, laptop in the other, you cozy up in your favorite chair, ready to write and…

Nothing flows. Not one word. Apparently your muse didn’t get the memo. Your mind is blank and you are exhausted. Panic sets in. This is your only chance to write for the week and you don’t want to blow it. So you sit there with a crazed look on your face, whimpering.

Any of this sounding familiar? It happens to me. Frequently. Take a few deep breaths and read on, because after all my experience, I’ve got a few tricks in my bag that are often helpful.

Shut Up & Listen

Close your eyes for a moment and listen to your characters. Just listen. Then open your eyes and write down what they’re saying. That’s right…I’m giving you permission to simply write dialogue. Don’t worry about the attributes or setting. You can go back and do that later. Simply start typing in a conversation between two of your characters (any two) and something cool will happen. You’ll get lost in the dialogue and pretty soon your word count will sky rocket.

Show & Tell

Open up to your collection of pictures that inspire your particular story. And if you don’t have any, then use this time to get some. What am I talking about? HERE’s a sample of one of mine on Pinterest. If you want to go old school, then cut out some magazine pictures and slap them on some cardboard. Sometimes all it takes to get you writing is to physically look into your hero or heroine’s eyes.

Slash & Burn

Go back to a previous chapter and edit. Even if your muse doesn’t happen to show up during your entire block of scheduled time, at least you’ll be making some kind of headway on your WIP, and you’ll feel a lot better about it.

Bend & Stretch

Release the pressure by telling yourself it’s quality not quantity that matters. Focus on writing a single paragraph of description, either describing a character, a setting, and object, whatever. Make it a game by throwing out convention and using prose that’s crazy. One of two things will happen. This exercise will either spur you into a creative new bent for the scene and you’ll move on in your story…or you’ll wonder what kind of drugs you’re on and snap out of it.

Chocolate & Chocolate

Honestly, is there any situation that chocolate doesn’t make better? Go for the biggest brownie in the batch and see if that doesn’t put you in a different frame of mind.

There you have it. Try one. Try them all. Or go ahead and share in the comment section other surefire ways you’ve pled with your muse to pack up the suntan lotion and get home.

Michelle Griep’s been writing since she first discovered blank wall space and Crayolas…professionally, however, for the past 10 years. Her latest release, UNDERCURRENT, is available by Risen Books. You can find her at: Writer Off the Leash, www.mmgriep.com or on Twitter, Facebook, or 

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When Your Muse is Stuck in Traffic by Guest Jenny B. Jones

Jenny writes Christian fiction with a few giggles, quite a bit of sass, and lots of crazy. Her novels include the Katie Parker Production series, A Charmed Life series, and her first contemporary romance, Just Between You and Me. She would also like to take credit for Twilight, but somewhere she thinks she read you’re not supposed to lie.

When she's not typing her heart out (or checking email), she teaches at a super-sized high school in Arkansas.

When Your Muse is Stuck in Traffic

I get writer’s block. A lot. Anyone who says “I don’t believe in writer’s block” deserves something really icky. Like a whole day of no ideas. Or hemorrhoids.

With every single book I struggle. I fight with the beginning. Oh, how I fight with the beginning. I usually have conversations with my editor that go a little something like this:

Me: I have this great idea. How about a story about a woman who is a wedding coordinator. And one day she almost gets run over, but a hot blond doctor pushes her out of the way. It’s instant attraction, but he—

Editor: This sounds just like The Wedding Planner.

Me: Okay, well, then this one will totally knock your socks off. Very original. There’s this teen girl in Washington state. She falls in love—are you ready for this? With a vampire.

Editor: That would be a book called Twilight.

Me: Oh. So you’re saying that’s a problem?

Then the middle? Forget about it. By this time, I’m convinced the book is a literary atom bomb. I’m bored. I’m frustrated. I’m out of Fruit Loops. I have no direction and no idea where I’m headed. My muse is nowhere to be found and not answering my calls, texts, Tweets, or midnight screams from my rooftop. No response. I could say the same for family at this point in a deadline, as the decrease in time left is directly proportional to the decrease in my personality and ability to relate to human beings.

Finally, most of the book is done, and I should be sitting pretty. Breathing easy. Instead I’m usually making wild deals with God, thinking my editor was just short-sighted in not letting me go with the vampire thing and trying to remember if I’ve bathed—the whole week. I’m teeming with ideas, but none of them have anything to do with my book or the blank pages that should be its ending.

So what does a writer do when the inspirational well has run dry? Allow me to offer some suggestions.

1. Cry.

2. I might go to Wal-Mart and look in the book section. This is what a finished novel looks like. Sometimes I just need those reminders. Then I head to the ice cream freezer and say hello to my friends Ben and Jerry. Because here is something I can finish.

3. You could order takeout from your favorite local restaurant. Employees at mine actually don’t speak much English, so sometimes I go ahead and share my writing problems with whomever is lucky enough to pick up the phone. I tell them about my lagging plots. My one-dimensional characters. My lack of tension and flow. My desire to reach the masses with the hope of Christ. My culinary friend usually has great words of support. “Did you want queso with that?”

4. Pick up a Prevention magazine which is guaranteed to have an article about boosting your brain power. And do everything it says. All at once. Last week I had a ginko, ginger, salmon, sunflower seed, and crossword puzzle cocktail. It did absolutely nothing for my creativity and in my opinion, was a little chunky going down.

5. Cry.

6. Take a cue from my three-year-old niece. Place your head on the seat of the couch. Legs flung over the back. Stay in this position for at least an hour, until the ideas begin to generate, or blood starts dripping out your nostrils and you’ve lost the ability to see in color.

7. Spend some time with your pet. Animals are so calming. So tranquil and happy. The simple things are all they need for their happiness. This would also be a good time to apologize for not cleaning out the litter box all month due to deadline struggles. Children, spouses, and animals should always be made aware of the “Deadline=fend for yourself” rule.

8. Pull out your earlier work to remind yourself that you are an accomplished author and individual. I usually pull out a sixth grade spelling test and that P.E. medal I got for most improved in dodgeball , and that short story from middle school titled “My Brother is a Pig Face Meanie Head and I Hope the Rotting Pizza in His Room Grows Legs and Runs Away With Him and His Dork Friends.” It’s important to remember achievements and that once upon a time I did good work.

9. Watch the opening weeks of American Idol. And try not to compare your current work in progress to the likes of William Hung and that girl who sang through a gas funnel while riding on a scooter.

10. Cry.

For every author, the writing flow is different. For every writer, her ability to put the choke hold on the muse and wrestle that flake to the ground is also necessary, though difficult. Whether it’s prayer, yoga, coffee, reading, fasting, or gluttonous eating, Sister Muse will return again, pull up a chair beside you and whisper sweet words of hope and inspiration. And I begin to write again and feel the joy return, the anxiety depart.
I remember that God created me to write.
I remember that Jesus and my Muse always come through.
I remember. . . I still need to bathe.

Just Between You and Me

The only thing scarier than living on the edge is stepping off it.

Maggie Montgomery lives a life of adventure. Her job as a cinematographer takes her from one exotic locale to the next. When Maggie's not working, she loves to rappel off cliffs or go skydiving. Nothing frightens her.

Nothing, that is, except Ivy, Texas, where a family emergency pulls her back home to a town full of bad memories, painful secrets, and people Maggie left far behind . . . for a reason.

Forced to stay longer than she intended, Maggie finds her family a complete mess, including the niece her sister has abandoned. Ten-year-old Riley is struggling in school and out of control at home. The only person who can really handle the pint-sized troublemaker is Conner, the local vet and Ivy's most eligible bachelor. But Conner and Maggie keep butting heads--he's suspicious of her and, well, she doesn't rely on anyone but herself.

As Maggie humorously fumbles her way from one mishap to another, she realizes she's going to need to ask for help from the one person who scares her the most.

To save one little girl--and herself--can Maggie let go of her fears and just trust God?

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