When I get stuck on a particular chapter or scene as I am writing, I will take time out to do some coloring.
I have a huge box of Sharpie’s and I will spend time filling in blocks of color on mandalas I have printed off. I find that when I’m lost in the coloring I get the chance to think about a plot point that is snagging me. Or maybe think through a problem outside of writing.
My favorite colors are red and purple, passionate strong colors. It’s these pens that run out first, and I genuinely think that coloring is my form of meditation.
Apparently “… Coloring definitely has therapeutic potential to reduce anxiety, create focus or bring about more mindfulness…”
Also, “… Coloring puts a focus on something beautiful and takes you away from any negative thoughts. It also ignites creativity which can continue on into other aspects of work…”
Seems I am doing something right, without even trying!