I've been asked before what goes on in a writer's head during the creative process. Do I see events like a movie? Do I carry on conversations with characters until we figure it out together? What is the leap into the story world like?
To an extent, it's a little like the Adam Sandler movie, Bedtime Stories, minus the input from pint-sized critics. In that preoccupied corner of our brains, it rains gumballs and midgets kick us in the shins and that amazing kiss really does happen under the pier.
An obscure short film, Writer's Block, portrays this perfectly. My affinity for it, no doubt, stems from my own recent block, rough patch, chain of endless excuses-whatever you want to call it. I can laugh at it because it's mercilessly behind me, for now.