The joy of writers blockPosted: July 11, 2012
There are times when the computer screen mocks me. It’s blank, grayness resembles an overcast sky and it sucks the color out of everything around it. The same way writers block sucks the life out of your soul.
The blinking cursor glares at me. It’s like an angry boss sitting across from me at the other end of a long conference room table. It taps it’s fingers on the table and demands that I give it something.
“What do you got for me son?” it asks.
Sometimes I stare at the screen and let my eyes lose focus. The few words that I have managed to get on the screen turn into a blur and my thoughts drift. But then reality snaps me back. I still haven’t accomplished anything. I still have something that needs to be said.
The fact that I have nothing makes me sweat. The thoughts in my head have gotten clogged up along the path that leads from my mind to my finger tips. If only there were an Exlax for the mind. Until then the keyboard remains quiet.
Luckily, writers block is temporary. The thoughts will flow. Everything will come out… eventually.
I find that writing about writers block, relieves writers block.
What do you do to get past writers block?