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10 Apr 02 - 05:02 PM (#687342) Subject: writers block From: GUEST,Dagenham Doc I had trouble getting up this morning and the car wouldn't start without a push. Now I'm stuck on chapter seven. anyone got a good opoening line?? Doc. |
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10 Apr 02 - 05:06 PM (#687344) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: CarolC "You never heard of the burrowing nighttime desert frog?" He asked. |
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10 Apr 02 - 06:15 PM (#687392) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: Amos Things never seem as they are, and never unfold quite as expected. She raised a perfect foot high in the air, flipping her silken underwear in a long graceful arc across the room into the corner. She smiled langorously. She stepped out into the sunlight and moved gracefully acrtoss the tarmac to the starting line. Her perfect bosom stared anxiously down the long track ahead...
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10 Apr 02 - 07:01 PM (#687428) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: Mr Red "PTO" then start on chapter 8 ***BG*** seriously though folks, where are you writing if the car needs to go? Or is it the school run? What is the scenario that we have to opoen? My suggestion is dialogue.... now someone suggest the conversationalists and the next postee the opoening conversation. |
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10 Apr 02 - 08:29 PM (#687498) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: CarolC "You never heard of the burrowing nighttime desert frog?" He asked.
She glanced at him blankly. "No. I didn't think frogs could live in the desert". He nodded. "They live on little drops of dew that collect on cacti during the night". As he gazed distractedly off into the distance, it seemed as if he was looking for something. His eyes flitted over the darkening landscape, taking in every contour and feature: cacti pointing up into the blazing desert sunset, sage and creosote bush feathering the edge of the horizon. "And they use their long and very colorful tongues to drink nectar from cactus flowers," He continued. "But they can be very dangerous. They have a special spot just behind each eye. It's like a bizarrely specialized kind of a tympanic membrane." He looked deep into her eyes. "It gives off an ultrasonic vibration that scrambles brains. That's how they kill their prey." As her eyes met his penetrating stare, she shivered. "And you never know what hit you, because the sound is above the human range. So you're just walking around in the desert, and all of a sudden, you just keel over dead. Just like that." |
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10 Apr 02 - 09:11 PM (#687516) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: Hawker Why not read the start to some of the threads for inspiration! Mad ...... but it may work! Cheers, Lucy |
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10 Apr 02 - 10:42 PM (#687577) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: Amos If its a cure to writer's block you want, shift to a blank page and start typing the sentences that come to you, weaving them together in any way possible. Then, get a small dog and a large plastic lawn ornament, and borrow a bagpipe if you can. The rest is obvious. If you can't borrow a bagpipe, substitute a '59 Corvette for the lawn ornament for good results. A |
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11 Apr 02 - 04:42 AM (#687688) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: Gervase Go with Amos's idead - maybe substituting a plastic donkey. Or go one stage further: Get away from the keyboard comnpletely, pick up a tape recorder/mini-disc/scribe or whatever and just rant at it. Somewhere in that stream of consciousness will be a thread you can grasp and use to pull you back to the work in hand. Or, failing that, just say 'bollocks to this' and go down the pub. That's what I do. Unfortunately. |
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11 Apr 02 - 09:26 AM (#687809) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: GUEST,Dagenham Doc Sorry peoople I've only just got back .. I said " Bollocks to this " and went down the pub... cheers Gervase. Cheers to you all too. It's given me the push on. I'll have to go I've just spotted a small dog in the garden running around a large plastic lawn ornament. Doc. |
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11 Apr 02 - 11:21 AM (#687880) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: GUEST,Lynn Check out "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance". There's a section in the middle somewhere where Robert Pursig (the auther) is teaching a writing class and a girl approaches him with a 'stuckness' problem. I won't parphrase here, because it's been decades since I read it. But he givers her some great advice. Then write a letter to someone. At least you'll be writing and it will have some purpose to it. Lynn |
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11 Apr 02 - 11:42 AM (#687905) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: Troll "As the swollen moon leaked it's eldrich glow between the leaden, low-hanging fog that twined and obscenely curled itself around the crumbling granite and moldering marble of the ancient mausoleums that squatted, half-hidden amid the remains of the storm-blasted trees, the thing that called himself Sidney licked his faintly scaled lips with an impossibly long, squamous tongue and thought, "Soon...very soon." troll |
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11 Apr 02 - 11:46 AM (#687913) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: GUEST He woke up to feel a gun pressing hard under his ear. Somewhere he could smell Jicky, the scent his grandmother used to wear. |
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11 Apr 02 - 05:48 PM (#688147) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: GUEST,Gladiator Chapter 7, Blonds and Frogs "Look at the tongue on that one!" Said Bunny. "Yeah totally." Bridget replied. "It sure is lonely since all of the smart people died." |
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11 Apr 02 - 07:18 PM (#688195) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: Gareth Bu seroiusly folks. I write/edit/do the artwork for a 'political' newsheet what circulates in Caerphilly from time to time. Writers block , and inspiration, can be a problem. I just remember that I have got a deadline to beat, many good comrades are waiting to distribute, and if I don't produce they are going to feel let down. And if that don;t work, a few pints, on the Friday Night, and a chat with me buties don't half work wonders. And I can always correct/edit when I is sober. Gareth |
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11 Apr 02 - 08:14 PM (#688225) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: McGrath of Harlow "I had trouble getting up this morning and the car wouldn't start without a push."
That looks like a good start to a chapter. (Though I'm one for using jump leads myself when the car won't start, it gets you talking to neighbours or passers by. With a push you don't get a chance to than them as they fall exhausted on the roadside and you drive off, afraid to stop in case the car stalls again.) |
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11 Apr 02 - 08:22 PM (#688229) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: Amos He drove off, afraid to stop, and smiled to see the burly neighbor in his rearview mirror stumble, stagger and fall face first on the wet asphalt. "That'll teach him to threaten my lawn ornaments!", he thought, grimly satisfied. He pushed the '59 Corvette to the limit, whipping around the moist curves of the country blacktop road like a mad ferret in pursuit of a dream. He knew his time was almost up. He sensed the hands of fate reaching toward him, and knew with chilling clarity that any minute now they would cross over the boundary and press the "Submit button"....
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11 Apr 02 - 08:41 PM (#688240) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: CarolC The '59 Corvette whinged to a slow sputtering stop along the narrow shoulder of the two lane interstate highway. He got out of the car, and looked back the way he came, and then toward the far horizon in the direction he was headed. The road stretched interminably in both directions. Other than himself and 'vette that was dying pathetically next to him, there was no sign of life anywhere. "I must have missed the exit for Escondido," He said. "I don't remember Warren saying anything about a desert." |
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11 Apr 02 - 10:08 PM (#688288) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: Troll Warren! Why hadn't he he noticed the looks that Warren and Julia were exchanging at the party. His wife and his business partner...why hadn't he put two and two together? Smoke was seeping out from under the 'vette's hood and he heard a sputtering, frying sound. Frantically, he began to run, even as he realized that running wasn't really an option. troll |
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12 Apr 02 - 06:10 AM (#688419) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: GUEST,JTT Oh, it's *political*? And it's in *Wales*? How's about: The minister opened her bible and took the picture of Lenin from the hollow centre. She hung it on the wall of the chapel. |
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13 Apr 02 - 05:41 AM (#689029) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: GUEST I had trouble getting up this morning and the car wouldn't start without a push. Sounds pretty good to me. |
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14 Apr 02 - 04:42 AM (#689663) Subject: RE: BS: writers block From: GUEST An experienced, talented screen writer treats his work as a JOB.
Sit down, and write. Write anything. BUT WRITE! Describe trees, attempt poetry. Place the same word 100 times on the paper for five different sheets in five different styles. JUST WRITE |