Friday, March 16, 2007

Writer's Block

I'm embarrassed at how long it has been since my last post, but I've been hit with a severe case of writer's block. I've had ideas float in and out of my mind for the last week or so, but when I sit down and stare at the blank screen, all profundity escapes me. It was an act of supreme willpower to type up summaries of my past nine weeks of lesson plans for my third quarter assessments, which are due next week.

The timing of this block is quite inconvenient, as I had planned to use my gobs of free time over spring break for completing many writing projects I've had simmering for a while but haven't had any time to really think them through.

Lots of these projects are personal, including some brilliant blogs, personal reflections, and a written account of our experience at the establishment formerly known as the HOP. Also, as I have mentioned, my job requires a lot of writing. Very little of it is of any interest to people other than my students and my curriculum director; these projects include worksheets galore, lesson plans, parent letters, and curriculum planning documents.

Occasionally, a work-related project comes with very high stakes, and I've recently gotten myself into one that is a little overwhelming. We're down to the wire and out of options for the fourth and fifth grade end-of-year production. Since I did some very small script writing projects last year, I was nominated to come up with something golden, on a topic of my choosing.

So now, after four freezing hours, three Starbucks drinks, six breaks to watch Hugh Grant on YouTube, and forty million relevant Google searches, I'm still staring at a blank page. If you happen to notice any Muses floating around with nothing to do, please send them my way!

8 comments:

T said...

You didn't take your jacket to Starbucks? :) I know what you mean about writer's block. I will think of a topic but when it comes time to write, either I can't figure out how to say it, or just don't want to expend the effort. Its good to know you got to take some Hugh Grant breaks.

Lindsey said...

I did bring a jacket, but I was wearing flip-flops and capris, and I couldn't keep my feet, legs, and arms all covered to my satisfaction. Although I tried.

And laurashmaura...don't be a jerk!

KarenD said...

I have missed your blogging. I even checked nearly every day in CO.

Anonymous said...

I've missed your blogs, too. Sorry about the block; it happens at the most inconvenient times. Good luck with the end-of-year production thing.

Lydia said...

I came up with a great story line in the shower the other day, but didn't take the time to write it down, and now it's gone. So perhaps a Muse lives in showers? Maybe take an extra long scrub-a-dub, and see what happens! :)

Lydia said...

Oh, I remembered what it was! It was a short story/play called "The Cut," and it was much better in the shower than out, which is why I didn't write it down. I guess my Muse was not paying much attention that day.

KarenD said...

What was "The Cut" about? How you got a short short haircut one day?

Lindsey said...

Showers are very unreliable gauges of reality. I think that I sound like a really good singer in my shower.