If the writing’s not rich, examine where it’s coming from. Have you gone beyond the mental stage of ideas and concepts? Below ground, between the logic; have you melted inside that burning core, just to witness what new element it might become?

Take a moment to possess less of your story. Try, instead, to let it unfold. Relax in it. Go for a swim in your story, further out than you’ve gone before, maybe down to the bottom of the ocean, where it’s dark and uncomfortable. What’s that brushing up on your toes? Can you hear that gnawing, empty silence?

Possess less. Unfold more. Let, let, let.   

Your mind might say, “Move along; there’s nothing to see down here!”

Just like if you close your eyes in a pitch black room, it wonders, how can there even be shadows? Shadows exist only where there is light.

But the shadows are there, and you’d bet your life on them. Try it. Shut out all the light. The memory of light is enough to let you see these figures that dance in the darkness, the figures that aren’t “supposed” to be there.

Are you dreaming it all up? Possibly so, but what aren’t you dreaming? Let your body tremor. Stay there, until it is no longer afraid to dance, too.