Blogger's Block

So—I don’t know what to write. Not that this is an unfamiliar feeling.  Anyone who fancies themselves a writer has dealt with that moment of “Well—what now?”  It’s a most unfortunate feeling, if I may say so myself. It’s even worse here, because it’s just a twisted form of Writers Block.

Okay, my good memory is failing me, and if you read this blog I apologize in advance for forgetting who you are, but one of my friends once told me that he didn’t believe in “Writer’s Block.” He told me it was just an excuse for a writer to be lazy, and not sit down and put nose to the grindstone and write what they were supposed to be writing.  I suppose that in some cases he’s probably right. I can think of people who have used writer’s block as an excuse for why they are watching tv instead of working on a story—Not me of course, but a friend.  However, to say that writer’s block as a genuine issue doesn’t exist I don’t think is possible.  I think there are those moments when someone is actually trying to write, to be productive in one way or another, and their brains just go on strike, protesting any work of any kind. They are left just staring at a blank word document or an empty page of notebook, and coming up with absolutely nothing.

Or just staring at the bottom of any already started document for a solid twenty minutes and thinking over and over again, “What in the world will I write today?” and finally giving it up as a lost cause and writing about the fact that she has nothing to write about.  

Okay, word count hit. I’m going to stop rambling now.  Sorry for taking up your time, and kindly enjoy the rest of your day.

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