Have you lost your inspiration?
Your compelling reason to do whatever it is you do?
Well try doing it nekkid.
You heard me. Nekkid. As in sans the clothes.
I thought I would never struggle with writer’s block.
I was a blockhead to think that
For some, writing takes concentration. For some it takes inspiration. For others it takes late night infomercials. And for others it takes being strong enough to be nude.
When Victor Hugo, the famous author of wrote Les Misérables and The Hunchback of Notre-Dame, he had everything but pen and paper removed from his room, including his clothes, so he had nothing to do but write.
It is rumored that Ernest Hemingway, author of A Farewell to Arms, is said to have written nude, standing up, with his typewriter about waist level. (I’m not going to state the obvious danger in this practice.)
Other nude writers include D.H. Lawrence, James Whitcomb Riley, Benjamin Franklin, and Agatha Christie.
To each his own, or her own, as the case may be.
There are days when my muse is absent. When no matter how hard I try the words will not flow. Or if they do flow, they seem to flow in an incoherent river.
I have pounded my head.
I have walked aimlessly about.
I have read.
I have listened to music.
I have screamed in agony.
I have never tried removing my clothes.
Perhaps that’s why I have not had a bestseller – as of yet.
I, who am not afraid, am willing to try anything to inspire my muse,including being butt nekkid. If that produces a bestseller, then so be it.
As long as I can remain inside, by myself, behind closed doors.
From the life and mind of:
Wanda M. Argersinger
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