Life has thrown a few hefty curve balls my way over the past few months, leaving me a little under par regarding my writing. Although the ideas have continued to roll in, they have been hanging in my head like discarded clothes on a washing line rather than materialise into something substantial on a page. No matter how often I used my daily mantra, “Get a Grip!” not a lot has been produced.
However, a recent trip back to the UK has sorted me out. I giggled when I saw this from the back door of my parents’ home.
There, blowing in the breeze was the perfect picture of my ‘writing brain’ – trapped woollen pieces floating listlessly - desperately in need of rescue and TLC. With a little help and a lot of chatter with my dear writing friend in Malvern, I am bouncing back merrily and my fingers tinkling away at the keyboard. The woollen pieces are being knitted together (obviously, after a jolly good wash) and are swiftly becoming more purposeful.
If you could describe your ‘writing brain’ when it’s under-performing, what would it look like?