How To Write Odyssey Articles When You Have Writer's Block

How To Write Odyssey Articles When You Have Writer's Block

You've got to get some Pinspiration.

If you are a fellow Odyssey author, then I know you've had some sort of writer's block. We've ALL been there. Then on top of writer's block, there's the issue of getting our articles in on time. It can be a lot. But there is a good strategy that I use to not only come up with ideas but also to get articles on time too.

Let's tackle the first problem: coming up with ideas. Since I'm pretty good with deadlines, this was always the problem I had. It would be hard to come up with something not only relevant but also interesting and unique. It wasn't until recently that I found the perfect solution to this problem.

My brother has recently gotten into leisure writing and purchased a writing prompt book from Target (gotta love that place). All it is is a journal that tops every page with a writing prompt and space to answer the question. I look through his book and pick out a couple prompts that I like. Then, I sit down and brainstorm specific odyssey article ideas based on the topics. Some of my personal favorite prompts are simply answering questions, such as "What's your ideal day?" or "What's a goal for the year?" Mostly, articles can't be written directly from the prompt, but a version of the prompt helps get the process going.

You don't have to go to target to buy a book to get some topics, but it is helpful. You can always check out Pinterest or other online blogs for writing prompts to help you get started. Just always remember to give it your own personal flair!

After you have topics, it's time to write. I always feel I do my worst writing when I wait until deadline day. So instead, like I pick a time shortly after deadline day to write my articles for the following weeks. This way, there is less pressure and the articles don't feel so forced. I find a spot free of distractions (currently it's at the beach) and just write. Also, I try to write at least two or three articles. This way, I don't have to brainstorm as often and the pressure is off for the coming weeks.

After I write a few articles, I pick one out and move on to my least favorite, but easiest part of the entire process--designing the article on Muse. This is where we find pictures, write headlines, and make social media captions. It never takes too long since I already have the articles written, but I simply find it tedious. At this point in the process, the only advise I have to give is to just sit down and do it.

But luckily, after I finish designing the article on Muse, I'm done! Everyone has a favorite and least favorite part of the writing process. What's yours?

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I was brought out of my fitful sleep by Talya thrashing beside me. She nearly knocked me from the bed when she sat straight up, her beautiful sea-foam green eyes wide with fear. Her head jerked back and forth, and she took in her surroundings, relaxing once she recognized where she was. Her eyes landed on me as she launched herself into my arms, her shoulders racked with sobs. Her nightmares had gotten worse over the past few months, her minds way of trying to combine the memories of her former life with those of the eighteen-year-old girl she'd believed she was. I pulled her close to me, gently running my fingers through her hair. The fiery locks were like silk against my skin. We were past words. She simply needed my presence to ground her.

We had set up our headquarters in the kingdom of one of our ally's. Our kingdom was overrun by enemies. We'd been working for two months trying to rally our supporters. Talya was doing wonderfully. She was as strong and as fearless as I remembered.

"Archer?" she asked, her voice cracked, caused by her tears.

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"Just making sure you're still there. Sometimes it's hard to tell."

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Our eyes met, I pressed my lips gently against her forehead. Her skin was slightly damp from sweat. Talya pulled away slightly; then her lips were on mine with a sudden urgency. A loud knock startled us apart.

"Talya?" her human friend's voice filtered through the door.

I sighed as she untangled herself from me.

"I should go see what he wants," she looked at me wistfully. I eyed her shapely form as she sashayed to the door. When she opened it, the human came barreling through. He was like a miniature whirlwind spouting incoherent words every which way. Talya put both hands on his shoulders to calm him. I sat up; something was clearly wrong.

"I think we're being invaded!" Steven squeaked.

Talya's shoulders dropped as she looked at me, "Here we go again."

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