While savoring both the conversation and the breakfast with a close friend, we discussed our lives as well as writing.
When, how, why, and what do we write?
How do ideas develop?
What makes something worth reading?
What do you do when ideas do not come?
How does that concept sit still for so long, then all at once it shouts at you to be put out into the universe?
I had a revelation and shared it with my friend.
“I realized recently that when I am getting writers block or feel stuck, it is the result of not really living life. Those times when I cannot seem to write are the exact moments when I am more closed off to others, not engaged, or distracted by the pressures of life.”
My friend’s advice?