When you need a rest, you need a rest. I took some days off from writing. But a rest is death if you don't come back, eh?
Sometimes, to get myself back in the groove I need to do some collecting. For writing songs this week, I picked up a stack of poetry books and opened my notebook. I then filled five pages with 100 beautiful rhymes. Then I made a list of 25 poetic lines that moved me. Then I pick one of those lines, and try to say the truth of it in my own words, with my own stories, my own details. From there, I usually find I have something to say. It is OK to collect inspiration with the intent to understand it, digest it, and reform it. When we are trying to put something as far beyond language as life into words, it is helpful to examine how words have been used well before, and then make those structures our hangers to drape ourselves on.
I love the feeling of new songs coming into form. They always surprise me with who they turn out to be.