So I know this blog’s name is The Writer’s Block.
But I didn’t choose that because I actually suffer from it. (No. I just thought it a cute play on words.)
From time to time, however, I get writer’s paralysis, I guess I’d call it. I have snippets of ideas and phrases and story starts all swimming around inside, but I find it terribly difficult to put them together and coax them out.
I always am writing and rewriting in my mind, as my husband is always playing music in his.
When this happens, I have a few tricks to unleash my subconscious and trigger the writing.
It’s been a year since I’ve written over here.
It’s been a few months since I’ve blogged, period.
Anyway, I was getting a little bit homesick, I guess you’d say. And I have an idea.
I think I’m going to do something with this blog that I probably should have done almost four years ago.
Talk (almost) exclusively about writing. That kind of goes with the name and is certainly a passion of mine. I’ll still blog from time to time about faith and family at Look In Your House.
So, if you’re curious, you may want to stick around for more writing-focused posts.
I have a new blog.
It’s called Look In Your House. I invite you to check it out, subscribe, and tell your friends. Every new subscriber from now until January 31 will be entered to win a great Winter Survival Kit, full of my favorite Melaleuca products.
I’ve been wanting a more niche-focused blog for almost a year now. It’s just taken this long for me to figure out exactly what it would be. It’s not 100% perfect just yet, but I’m giving up perfection! I want it to be in full swing by January 1, so I’m just going with it. (Aren’t you proud of me?)
I’ll still be here writing from time to time, but the bulk of my efforts in the new year will be at Look In Your House.
See you over there! (Leave me a comment and let me know what you think.)
Last week as I was working on my MacBook, it froze. When I tried to reboot, the computer offered me a white screen. I couldn’t get it up past the white screen.
I didn’t panic because I knew the guys at the Genius Bar at the Apple store could help me.
Oh sure, I could tell you that I love the sleek, clean, and streamlined look and feel of my MacBook and my iPod Touch. And I do. Oh, I do. I could also tell you about my love for the intuitive navigation around Mac OS. I may also bring up the fact that I don’t worry about viruses. And, it’s true. All of these things endear me to the Mac camp.
But it’s access to unparalleled customer service that makes me so satisfied.
The Genius at the Bar last week helped me with my MacBook and its white screen. A few checks and he pronounced: “a failed hard drive.”* The computer was out of warranty, so replacing the hard drive and restoring it to factory settings (now almost 4 years old), would cost about $230.
“But,” he said, “you could change out the hard drive yourself, and I’ll show you how.”
Would you believe, he totally walked me through everything I needed to do to order the hardware, install it, and order, upgrade, and install memory? All of that for $100! He said that once I had all of the new upgrades in place, I’d have the equivalent of the latest and greatest machine.
I was blown away at his forthright and candid help, his patient instruction, and his keeping my best interests at heart.
As I thanked him profusely, I declared loudly, “This is why I’m a Mac customer. And this is why I’ll always be a Mac customer.”
And you know what? I did it. I replaced (and upgraded) my MacBook’s hardware and memory—and saved $100-something doing it myself!
Thanks, Genius Bar.
I majored in broadcast journalism in college. I spent oodles of time working on my voice and fretting the fact that everyone thought I looked 12 on camera. But I had the good sense enough to chase after the thing that really mattered: becoming a better writer.
I didn’t land on the nightly news (which is a topic for another post entirely), but I do write every day. In fact, I’ve made some money writing over the years. I still have the very first “book” I wrote from the first grade. I have always been a writer and will always be a writer.
When I interned at WSMV Channel 4, I’d tag along with reporters on their news stories. More than anything, I wanted to mimic their good habits so that I, too, could become a better writer. On the way to a story, riding in the news car, I’d wait for a break in the conversation and ask, “What advice do you give for being a better writer?”
I’ve been thinking a lot about that lately. This past weekend, I attended a blow-your-socks-off conference on apologetics (I’ll post more about the conference later). Among the things that astounded me was the level of scholarship these speakers exuded. The men I heard were smart. Very smart. Extremely well-read and studied. Quite articulate, excellent story-tellers, compelling wordsmiths.
I was confronted with my steady diet of Spongebob, CNN news headlines, and Seinfeld re-runs. Really. Just soaking up the knowledge in these men’s brains and being asked to track with them was invigorating and convicting.
So what makes a good writer? I offer my suggestions (from a mix of that aspiring television journalist in the early 90s and a worn-out mother of three in the 21st century):