There are many reasons that a writer may not write. One of the most amusing situations appeared in the film "Throw Momma From the Train". The writer in that case couldn't find the perfect word for his opening sentence and this hung him up. Time and again he would try a word but it was never quite right.
A writer might be prevented because his is suffering from "writers block". Where the muse has left them, they feel uninspired and simply unable to put the pen to the paper.
Practical things have a hand in this too. The power goes out, or your last number 2 pencil snaps. Whatever.
Then, there are cats.
That's right. Cats.
The writing I had planned for this evening is wiped from this plane of existence because of a cat.
Why? You ask, why?
Today my wife trapped the last of the wild cats that visit our garden. She's been trying to trap it for over a month. All the others have been trapped and neutered, one by one. Yet this one, this female has been so nervous and cagey that she just wouldn't enter the cage...until today.
So this late night trapping has caused phone calls, visits, socially engaging with the family, and all in the name of getting this one wild cat neutered. Sure I'm still itching to get back to writing, but in the end getting that cat was worth it.
That said, the night has still been productive to some extent. I uploaded "Cthulhu and How I Found Livingstone" to the kindle store where it should appear within a couple of days.
A writer might be prevented because his is suffering from "writers block". Where the muse has left them, they feel uninspired and simply unable to put the pen to the paper.
Practical things have a hand in this too. The power goes out, or your last number 2 pencil snaps. Whatever.
Then, there are cats.
That's right. Cats.
The writing I had planned for this evening is wiped from this plane of existence because of a cat.
Why? You ask, why?
Today my wife trapped the last of the wild cats that visit our garden. She's been trying to trap it for over a month. All the others have been trapped and neutered, one by one. Yet this one, this female has been so nervous and cagey that she just wouldn't enter the cage...until today.
So this late night trapping has caused phone calls, visits, socially engaging with the family, and all in the name of getting this one wild cat neutered. Sure I'm still itching to get back to writing, but in the end getting that cat was worth it.
That said, the night has still been productive to some extent. I uploaded "Cthulhu and How I Found Livingstone" to the kindle store where it should appear within a couple of days.
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