First week of classes... check
Getting over the fact that I'm not a THON captain anymore... check
Excited to visit Penn State but also knowing that I have to stay at UNH on weekends, even when it's tempting not to do so... CHECK
check, check, check, my friends.
And so it begins. I have unlocked the writers block, I look forward to taking out some poetry books and/or reading poetry daily online, and, how can I forget, I NEED TO WRITE FOUR POEMS BY THURSDAY. Not only that, but they have to be close to finished. I'm anxious already.
Can't wait for the dreams.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Writer's Block
Kind of like the song in The Hangover about the tiger dreaming, I'm thinking to myself, "what do writer's think about when they have writer's block?"
All I can think about is all the big things that have happened in my life: studying abroad, my dad being sick, moving, my uncle's death... all things that I have written about in one way or another. Sure, there are different aspects to explore, but I keep reading all of these poems that I assume I will be inspired by, but instead I'm thinking "how the heck did they think of that, I'll never be able to do that."
When a poet achieves something in their poem, is it because they've studied it for so long, or is it because it came to them? I'd like to think it's because the words just came to them-- but I've always written in a way where I choose my topic and go from there. But, here I am with two pages full of topics, and nowhere to take them-- not creatively, anyways.
Come to think of it, I think the only real inspiration I get is from time constraint. When I overthink things, I get stuck. And right now, I'm stuck. Then again, I had this dream (definitely triggered by major anxiety for this workshop), that I was late for class and hadn't even written a poem. So here I am, trying to be a good student, and nothing is coming to me.
And do you know what I want more than anything else? To just use a poem from last semester and turn it in. Isn't that horrible? Can I still even write? God, I hope so.
Wish me luck.
All I can think about is all the big things that have happened in my life: studying abroad, my dad being sick, moving, my uncle's death... all things that I have written about in one way or another. Sure, there are different aspects to explore, but I keep reading all of these poems that I assume I will be inspired by, but instead I'm thinking "how the heck did they think of that, I'll never be able to do that."
When a poet achieves something in their poem, is it because they've studied it for so long, or is it because it came to them? I'd like to think it's because the words just came to them-- but I've always written in a way where I choose my topic and go from there. But, here I am with two pages full of topics, and nowhere to take them-- not creatively, anyways.
Come to think of it, I think the only real inspiration I get is from time constraint. When I overthink things, I get stuck. And right now, I'm stuck. Then again, I had this dream (definitely triggered by major anxiety for this workshop), that I was late for class and hadn't even written a poem. So here I am, trying to be a good student, and nothing is coming to me.
And do you know what I want more than anything else? To just use a poem from last semester and turn it in. Isn't that horrible? Can I still even write? God, I hope so.
Wish me luck.
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