Yesterday I posted a piece about the opposite of writer's block, that situation where the words come unbidden in a torrent of creativity. I didn't know if some people might view this as a problem, or if it was in fact a blessing for an author who occasionally struggles to get the words to flow.
It appears that it's not a problem. In fact, with no comments, I have to conclude that it is a blessing for those who experience it. Even when it finally stops, after hours and hours of tapping away at the keyboard, leaving you in a state of physical and mental exhaustion, it's not a problem to be solved.
Well, I guess that puts that question to bed...
A related question, and one that could, I suppose, have even more dire consequences in extreme cases, is this - how do you as a writer balance your life in the real world and your life as the creator of a narrative-based world, with characters you care for, situations you want resolved, and an ending you want to reach?
Does the narrative world sometimes color your view of your daily life? Do you find yourself thinking more intently about your characters than the people around you? Do you dream about the world you've created? And if you do any of these things, does it disturb you when it happens and you realize it?
Once again I'm throwing this open to anyone who wants to comment. I do have some thoughts about this, but I'll wait until tomorrow's post to share those.
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