Am I a writer?
Is this really who I am?
I could eliminate this stress.
I could quit.
Then I could bake lots of cookies. And my children would never be neglected again because I could read them numerous picture books.
And then the voices would leave me alone telling me I'm not good enough. Instead they would tell me I'm average. And there's nothing wrong with average.
And that's what the voices and I were discussing last night. Before the earthquake...and the second earthquake...and the fifty after shakes.
At conference, I didn't really get any ideas for how to overcome this slump. I went to great classes that helped me with technique, voice, character shaping, etc. But they didn't tell me how I personally need to get over this particular slump.
Neither did the earthquake. (I just added that for dramatic effect.)
But at about 2:43 pm today I was suddenly struck with inspiration for a story. The first chapter, the characters, their drive, their goals, their motivations, the conflict, the dialogue. It was all there. And the only thing that brought this on was a walk with a stroller in my pajamas. That easy. No popcorn required. Weeks and days of wondering and BOOM, I whipped 6 pages out in an hour.
I say it was easy, but the waiting wasn't easy. In fact, I don't think I've ever come closer to quitting as a writer. So, it makes me wonder. How do YOU get over the slump? Do you have tricks to speed it up? How do you keep motivated?