I always thought of writer’s block as some sort of giant cube that old, wizened authors sat upon when they wanted a day off. I just figured it was a place for them to stop and relax, but now I know that is not the case. Writer’s block is far more serious than that. It is a near chronic disease that affects everyone of a certain profession.
I almost always find that every time I am cursed with the dreaded writer’s block it happens right as something important is about to be due. Every time I forget about the project at hand until its due date is pressed upon me. Every time I pull some bit of writing from the recesses of my brain and put it onto paper and turn it in.
And so, that brings us to the present.
I am sitting in my dorm room with my roommate, who is very studiously being productive. We have all of our string lights and lamps on in order to avoid turning on the harsh overhead lights. I’m hovering over my key board, trying to formulate some semblance of a blog post that is readable and enjoyable to the public. I’m snacking on my $0.99 raspberries that have half frozen from being too close to the freezer part of our mini-fridge trying to figure out what to write about. Finally I realize that I have my topic right in front of me.
At this point, I’ve decided to write about writer’s block, as you have probably deduced from the title. I don’t know what causes writer’s block or how to make it go away.If that’s what you’re looking for, you might just want to google it, or look on Pinterest for those lists of topics that are supposed to inspire you. I suppose that I could have also done that, but this seemed like more fun.
And so, in writing about the very thing that plagued me tonight, I have found a subject matter. I guess that goes to show that sometimes all you have to do is sit down and go for it.