I am attempting to write through this writer’s block. Yes! The writers block I have had since November of 2013. No! I’m not kidding. It’s beginning to grind my gears to the point of wanting to scream.
The last few days I have wrote a few stories. Nothing big. But stories nonetheless. It still takes me a bit to do it and I have cheated a little with writing poetry. But small is better than nothing, correct? I may be kidding myself, but I am trying.
I decided to give a new writing style a try. See if I get the creative juices flowing. What style? Limerick. For non writers out there that is scratching their forehead trying to remember from school what a “limerick” is, let me enlighten you. A limerick is a five-line poem with a strict meter. The rhyme scheme is usually A-A-B-B-A. Lines one and two end in the same rhyme. Lines three and four end in the same rhyme. Line five ends in the same rhyme as one and two.
There was an old man with a beard,
Who said, “It is just as I feared! –
Two Owls and a Hen, four Larks and a Wren
Have all built their nests in my beard.”
-Edward Lear, “A Book of Nonsense”
I have yet to actually try and write one. But I plan on it. Tomorrow. Maybe?