Weeks ago I started writing a creativity exercise about making altered books. I had the idea, I sat down and wrote a bit, and got stuck. For weeks. I'm sure you know how that feels.
It took a while for me to realize that the problem was that I'd bitten off more than I could chew. I couldn't figure out what to do next.
I do that a lot.
A lot, I tell you.
It's kind of a problem sometimes.
I get overwhelmed, then anxious, then cranky. I worry, I whine. Then eventually I figure out where to go next and I get going.
And that's the trick! Figuring out what to do next or what to do first.