My wife will be the first to tell you she’s not a writer. Or at least she thinks she’s not; I suspect there’s a lot more talent hidden below the surface than she gives herself credit for.

This past weekend was a prime example; instead of walking around a store looking at iPhone accessories, we went to a quite restaurant on our date night and I confided in her the struggles I was having regaining traction on my novel.

She offered several sharp-minded suggestions that hadn’t occurred to me, and that will allow me to get to my novel’s main point of interest a lot sooner, while allowing me to get back to “writing fresh” in first-draft mode, which is definitely a roadblock for me these last weeks.

When in doubt, folks… talk to your spouse! It might be the best writer’s block cure of all!