The car my father drove

Hey there!

Sometimes it’s hard to get inspiration to write. For the past three months I’ve tried and succeeded to write one (or more) blog a week every Wednesday, for the most part I didn’t have trouble coming up with blog topics.

Though naturally a week here or there I did. Last week was when my inspiration dried out, I honestly couldn’t come up with anything worth writing. I could have taken the easy route and wrote something simple, anything to throw on the screen just so I could keep my unbroken streak. But what’s the point on writing something and not having my heart and soul behind it?

When I’m hit by writers block I turn to a book I bought in America. It’s called 642 Things To Write About by the San Francisco Writers’ Grotto. Basically you’re given a heading and using your imagination you continue onwards. For example ”Your are a pirate. Describe your perfect day.”

For this blog I’d like to share a piece I’ve written.

The car your father drove

Her name was Betsy. She was small, two doors, two seats and blue. (But went a more grey tone with age.) She might not have looked like anything special but she was sturdy and reliable. I’ll always remember the day she died (to my dad it was like a death in the family). Dad called us from his workshop ‘Betsy has passed on.’ I think he was sad to be losing something that represented so many memories, than losing the actual car.

What do you think?

How do you deal with writer’s block?

Last weekend I was in London with mom so tomorrow’s blog might be about that 🙂

Bye for now

Rearranging Stars


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