How does one deal with writer’s block?
I can tell you a dozen things that don’t work. Scores of things that work badly. I’m trying cure number, I dunno, three hundred seventeen. The Pilot G-2 Mini (this is not an endorsement, this is a desperate attempt to beat writer’s block, which may or may not work), in four colors:
I bought new pens, to help me write
The stuff I write to you.
New pens, to help me write, in red
And black, and green, and blue
I had a case of writer’s block,
With nothing in my head.
My pens should help with that, in black
And green, and blue, and red.
They’re sitting on my writing desk;
My muse must soon come back!
I’ve got my brand-new pens, in green
And blue, and red, and black.
Yep, any minute now, I’ll write
A picture-perfect scene
My pens can’t fail me now, in blue,
And red, and black, and green
Of course, it is entirely possible that what I need is the Montblanc Meisterstück Hommage à Frédéric Chopin, a freaking gorgeous fountain pen. If the Montblanc people ever happen to read this blog, and want a spokescephalopod, you should know that I can be bought.
And if anyone else has a sure-fire cure for writer’s block, I would love to know it.