I had this post written and scheduled, when this Daily Prompt appeared.
Writer’s Block Party
When was the last time you experienced writer’s block? What do you think brought it about — and how did you dig your way out of it?
The state of mind, which writers dread – writer’s block – is widely known. The story is not moving forward as the author has no idea what to write next. Nothing is being written as no ideas are forthcoming.
The opposite is rarely heard about. Is there a name for it?
If I have ideas I am not yet ready to write about, I try to remember to make a note of them in one of my notebooks. This works to some extent. I have been known to get out of bed to write something down. Mostly I try to recall the idea when I am within reach of a pen and paper. When I enlist hubby’s help, he reminds me later.
Sometimes having lots of ideas and working on blog posts in advance is a recipe for forgetting to mention something one had in mind at the ideas stage.
I wrote a post on my other blog about “The centre of attention”. I had included something in the post, which I meant to link to a song, but had forgotten the link.
If the post had been live for about a day and had a few views before I realised, how could I remedy the error? If I updated the post, the people who had already seen it would not find the link. A comment would not be seen by many people. So I left it as it was and then I had the idea that I could write a post about it.
At this stage I checked the status of my post and was amazed to find that it was not published, just scheduled. Both published and scheduled posts may be updated. What was I worrying about?
My post, where I have included the link is The centre of attention on my blog about words, sayings and idioms – Sue’s considered trifles.
The Daily prompt gives me an opportunity to create a post I have had in mind for months and not yet created.
Rare Medium Describe a typical day in your life — but do it in a form or in a medium you’ve rarely — if ever – used before. If you’re a photoblogger, write a poem. If you’re a poet, write an open letter. If you’re a travel blogger, write a rant. (These are all examples — choose whatever form you feel like trying out!)
If by my home town, the town where I grew up is meant, an immediate improvement springs to mind.
The town is in Greater London and is a well-known traffic bottle-neck. Mainland Britain is a fairly small island, which was developed with roads and buildings in the days of horses and carts, not cars, bicycles, vans of various sizes and heavy goods vehicles, some of which are known as juggernauts.
The main place where delays arise is a large and complex roundabout controlled by traffic lights. What is needed is a flyover or underpass. The next town (in a different borough) has both. Traffic wishing to continue in the direction of travel and not turn off the major route is taken over or under the other roads. This reduces the number of vehicles having to negotiate a roundabout or cross other roads at junctions.
I have not been to my home town for more than ten years, but it would surprise me if an underpass has been built as extra land would be required to construct the join between the lanes leaving the roundabout and the through traffic. It would require the demolition of a number of buildings in the shopping area of the town. Another possible solution would be to use side streets for traffic changing direction at this roundabout onto or off the north-south route (into and out of central London). Then the buildings could be left standing.
It is possible that the congestion charge, which has been introduced to reduce the number of vehicles entering central London has had an effect on the traffic over ten miles away, but I rather doubt it.
Such projects require a great deal of investment and are not completed overnight. It may be that the planners have considered all the implications of such a scheme including the disruption during construction. It may have been deemed impossible. Now if someone could wave a magic wand and reorganise the roads overnight…
If you could clone one element from another city you’ve visited — a building, a cultural institution, a common street food, etc. — and bring it back to your own hometown, what would it be?