This week's Answer:
Going Round and Round
it's good of you to drop in with your question. Ah,
the ol' "merry-go-round" syndrome. I know
it well and have been on my own many a time. Makes
you dizzy, doesn't it? I think riding painted
(wooden) ponies that go up and then down and then up again
ad nauseum (and I do mean "nauseum")
while the world spins by you is somehow overrated (no
matter what "Blood Sweat and Tears" sang about
Here's the key to your dilemma:
Don't get on the merry-go-round in the first place.
The merry-go-round is an illusion, a mirage out in your
writer's desert. There's no water there. No
fertile palm trees. Just sand. I'll tell you
why the merry-go-round is just sand. (I believe I'm
mixed my metaphors. Oh, well. There are worse
things in life than metaphors that have been mixed.
At least they're still metaphors. They should be
grateful for that. But, no. Instead, they just
complain all day long about being mixed. Why, when I
was a young metaphor, I used to walk ten miles in the snow
to school, and nobody ever heard me fussin' 'bout somebody
mixin' me. Sorry. I just get a little riled
when I hear metaphors complaining. I'll settle
down.) The problem is that as soon as you're on that
merry-go-round, analyzing and self-defeating and
self-editorializing and posing questions to yourself that
you can't answer yet, anyway, and -- let's call it what it
really is -- worrying about this and that (not to
mention "those" and "them"), then (and
you want to pay attention to this one)...
It's as simple as
that. The best way to get off that merry-go-round of
mixed metaphoric sand is to just start writing again.
I'd like to continue
this brilliant treatise on the way to write is to write,
but I must get back to my own screenplay and return to my
thoughts about whether or not my protagonist should wear a
blue or red tie.
I've been working on
this important issue for over a week and I think I'm just
about got it.