Writer's Block

Lately I've felt a little held back by myself. I'm tempted to call it writer's block but I think it's so much more than that.

My writing for NaNoWriMo is stalling somewhat. I assumed it would by this point, by I didn't think it would be this bad. I knew going into this where my story began and how it would end. I assumed I would just be able to throw a lot of descriptions and rich visuals into the middle of my tale and that would carry it through to the end. Now I'm realizing I have a long way to go and no idea how I'm going to get there.

I keep telling myself that the greatest journey starts with a single step, in the hope that this will inspire me to keep pushing a little further each time. Write one more paragraph. Just finish up this chapter.

So far this is doing me no good. Life is full of distractions. Some of them voluntary, others are necessary. I'm doing a pretty good job blowing off the voluntary ones, but it seems the more I do, the more I feel like I need to take care of the necessary ones.

But in the end it's all the necessary distractions that get us to that last chapter. It's taking care of all the little pieces that gets us to the big reveal at the end of the story.

I know how my story began, and I like to think I have a pretty good idea how it ends. In the mean time I guess I just keep taking the steps, finishing each chapter and each day get a little closer to the goal.

And I still have no idea, neither allegorically nor literally, how I'm going to get there.