A. H. Jerriod Avant
Lately I’ve been hungering for language that accumulates, builds, and doesn’t mind the work of staying still in ways. Language that lends itself toward feeling and affect for experiences that are difficult to put into words.
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Gemini Wahhaj
Time and again, I have been waylaid from a book project by a political event. I’ve found myself in protest rallies when I should have been writing. But what do we write about, where do our thoughts come from, if not in response to what is happening in the world?
Kim Coleman Foote
I know I’m stuck with writing when my hands reach for my hair. The goal? To work out the millions of knots that my coils have tied themselves into. Another go-to is binging on my latest favorite wheat-based snack, or dashing away from my desk for yet another handful of said snack.
Anya Johanna DeNiro
Whenever I get stuck I don’t go to one single thing to unlodge myself. I might shuffle through one of my tarot decks one day or clean some fossils. Reading poetry can also do the trick (lately: Jennifer Moxley and John Wilkinson).
Diane Mehta
I record myself reading a poem while completing it, and in the process of the recording, I start singing. The goal isn’t to get the recitation right, but to bring song into the poem when it’s missing. This often gets me from one draft to the next.
Tara Sidhoo Fraser
It was early June when my dad, who was also a writer, passed away this year. Sitting in the hospital weeks before, beneath the florescent lights, I read him a few chapters from In Watermelon Sugar by Richard Brautigan, which he had given me when I was a teenager.
Halle Hill
When I wrote my debut story collection, Good Women, I had moments where I ran into walls of uncertainty and froze. At these roadblocks, perfectionism began to guide me rather than intuition or craft. I balked. I felt pressure to search for something missing, something extraordinary.
Eliot Duncan
When I’m stuck, I let myself be stuck. I don’t put imperatives on how many pages I need to generate or what being a writer looks like. I’ve learned not to fixate on the stuck-ness. I allow myself the breath and time to simply not write. So much of writing to me is about patience and allowance.
Joshua Burton
I sort of deal with obsessions when it comes to reading poetry and the creation of poetry. At any given time, I have a poem or two that I am drawn to on an emotional and sometimes ineffable level, in which I reread and return to the poem multiple times a week.
John Fulton
In the early 1990s, I moved to Berlin, Germany, fresh out of a failed marriage, heartbroken and friendless.