Certainly when one cannot think of what to write, it can be helpful to begin with writing how one feels, but impersonalise (is that a word?!) it by writing it in the third person. Even if what you write is never used, it can help to execute the beginnings of a fresh flow for a new story or chapter.
To wit; today’s Telling Tale began…
‘She was a scarecrow. Where normally her body was stiff and unbending, she now had to focus to find her equilibrium…’
Needless to say, I am crook, cross, feeling completely miserable and fully intended NOT to write today. That dark emptiness had crept in, as it does when one is under par… that all-encompassing isolation in the pit of one’s stomach that encroaches so readily when all is not well in one’s world and one cannot see the light for the shadow in which one has submerged oneself…
So! I wrote. When it was finished, I slipped it into my editors inbox, vomited and went straight back to bed.
“OBLIVION” is 2719 words in length. Pure misery wrapped in oblivion’s blanket. Just so.
Anika King 