From r/screenwriting, this is solid writing advice that is completely doable. Try it out for yourself.
“Though writer’s block can feel nebulous and indefinite and all-encompassing, 99.9% of the time it is a result of lingering concerns about a specific piece of the storytelling puzzle (character, plot, structure, theme, etc.)
Here is one way of dealing with it.
Step 1: Pinpoint the “question” that is plaguing you. At this point, you obviously don’t know the answer. Just the question. This is enough for now.
Step 2: In the document you are currently working in, press “return”, and on a new line, make a new heading:
Proceed to make a list of all possible responses to the issue that is plaguing you. Whether it be innovative ways for your protagonist to escape a trap, possible meet-cutes, antagonist master-plans, or roadblocks/obstacles to throw in your character’s path – write down 25 possible options. Inspiration will likely flow before you hit 9 or 10, but press through to 25 possibilities, no matter how lame, improbable, or obvious they may at first seem.
“The most important thing I learned on Tralfamadore was that when a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past, so it is very silly for people to cry at his funeral. All moments, past, present, and future, always have existed, always will exist. ”
You know that thing where after reading a classic, or something that kind of takes a lot of work to read, you want a novel that you can just speed through? Or you want a book that’s going to keep you up well into the night because you just can’t put it down?
Well, I’m on the hunt for that. I don’t need to be impressed by the writing, I don’t need to learn anything, I just want to be hooked – right away, and for the entire read. In the past, Gone Girl, The Hunger Games and The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo have done the trick for me.
So I went to reddit for some suggestions. And there are a lot of threads about this.
We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together. We knew that the girls were our twins, that we all existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn’t fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.