I haven’t been writing. I can’t find the words. I’m talking about – and that’s NOT the problem – this blog. I have been writing in other places. My journal(s) are filling up. My freelance commissions and other work projects are being completed. Even my fiction tomes are gaining weight (words). But the word count here has been frozen for a little too long.
That fact is bugging me. The more I don’t write here, the more it irks. I stare at an editorial calendar that is devoid of posts, post ideas and even vague murmurs. It is like looking at my social calendar, but I don’t mind that being barren… I am an introvert after all.
That’s the way it gets you. I’m now talking specifically about writer’s block. It gets bigger as the words decrease. It grows and grows. At first insignificant, eventually everywhere. And now, as I sit here trying to type, I can’t see the words for the trees.
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