Springs of water from stone

Get to the point

Blanks they are, drawing blanks at the depth of mining for inspiration that does not seem to spring to life. Yet, from antiquity water has sprung from stone if you do not despair first and know where to strike. “Behold, I will stand before you there on the rock in Horeb; and you shall strike the rock, and water will come out of it, that the people may drink.” [Water from the Rock. Bible Gateway Exodus 17:1-17 (NKJV)]

Much as desire drives you, there isn’t much you can do but begin to write and hope that as the pen touches the paper and begins to move, words spill out of the tip of your pen.

Pen, you wonder. Pen, because this was first written longhand on a notepad before it was transcribed with word processing to a blog. It is what I do a lot nowadays, much as typing appears to be easy, there are times when having a pen and notepad to scribble, scrawl, doodle, and write gets the jots and seeds for the blogs you eventually write.

I always have a pen and a notepad with me and most especially in bed beside me, as an idea can pop into my head, or I might have woken from a dream and the thought needs to be captured before it is lost. The old-fashioned media works best for me than technology and gadgets you need to fidget with before committing an idea to some sort of record to reference later.

A process to possess

This all you might say is part of the thought process that entertains Writer’s Block. That determination that you would write regardless of whether there is something to write about or not. At worst, what appears as gibberish in its forming and at the onset can be edited and cleaned up afterwards.

At this point, a blog is written maybe not as intended or as pretended, but the deed is done. It is a discipline I am working to cultivate, and hope would help in making me a better writer. Get the words written then fix the piece later. I can assure you, the notes I took a few hours ago are not half as long as the blog that they inspired.

It is like painting or sculpting, the finished work is never done at the beginning, it is a process of activity from the broad to the fine, from the conceptual to the particular, from the sketch to the detail. You may not know how things would turn out, it is not the reason to abort the process before you have started and definitely not one to frighten you enough that you never attempt to do anything at all.