When all I want to do is move a story from my head to the page an my allergies are flaring up all I can do is write flat two denominational words that paint nothing but a Sunday comic without the pictures. It's frustrating as all get out because i see the story in my head but the punishing pressure in my head acts like a filter sucking the passion and joy from my words. Every syllable is a struggle and my deadlines come at me like a bullet train on a greased track. But even then I have to press on and keep writing regardless until my head clears.
I have to rewrite everything over and over again until life bleeds in. Like literary resuscitation. Twist and rework the words until they can stand on their own as the stories legs. Maybe this is a rant or a vent but I love writing and when this hits it becomes a misery.
Well if you know the feeling or want to vent your own How can I write with this trigger please share below and we'll share the pain.