Ok, So Let's Write About Writer's Block
Here is the honest truth; I hate writing.
Ok, that was a lie, I actually love writing. But, I hate that state when you are staring yourself blind at the computer screen, trying to think of SOMETHING to write. It feels like someone locked the door to the part of my brain where all the creativity and inspiration is stored, and I'm trying desperatly to open it with a plastic fork.
Some days are just so easy, my keyboard can hardly keep up with the speed my fingers are moving and I'm thinking of my next story before I've even finished the one I'm currently writing. But then there are days like today, when I'm browsing the internet like a mad-woman, looking for some kind of inspiration, something to kick-start my brain. The more time that ticks by the more desperate I get. I'm almost contemplating writing about Kim K's butt...God, I have sunk so low.
Here is what my past few hours has looked like;
13.30 (Hope is still present.)
- Ok, so let's check out some fashion news........ no, nothing interesting there. What about I write something about Sex and The City..?
14.05 (After reading SATC quotes for over 30 min. Hope is slowly dying...)
- Hmm, I've written about SATC before, and I don't have a fresh point of view....crap. Maybe if read some news to clear my head for a bit.
14.30 (Denial is starting to show itself.)
- It's fine. I will think of something soon. I have a lot of time before the day is over. No rush...
15.00 (Desperation starts to kick in.)
- Coffee! Coffee will help me think! Coffee solves everything!
15.30 (Two cups later)
- Ok! I am freaking excited! Let's do this!
16.30 (Self hatred shows itself.)
- I hate my job! I hate my life! I hate myself! Goooooood, why can't I write!!
17.00 (Acception)
- Ok, ok, no problem. I'll just write tomorrow instead. We all have bad days, it's ok.
And this is where I am right now. I have accepted that today I suck, but tomorrow I will be better. My writer's blocks usually just lasts for a day, so by tomorrow I will be back to business. But if not, I'll just pull something out of my ass like I usually do. To quote Emily from "The Devil Wears Prada"; "I love my job, I love my job, I love my job."
