Writer’s Block

The blank page stares at me, mocking me as I attempt to formulate ideas. I take a sip of water and twirl my coils slowly between my fingers as I will and idea to spring forth from my mind and flow freely from the tip of my pencil. Yet and still, I sit here vexed with my mind hovering between this idea and that. Why are words escaping me, and more importantly, why can’t I settle on any solid ideas? I don’t understand. I’m no spring chicken, I have a myriad of experiences from which to pull but none of them seem quite right for the task at hand. So I will think, I will write, I will try–but if all else fails, I will go to bed and try again tomorrow.

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. poetlou
    Oct 09, 2015 @ 01:53:20

    that’s the time to take a break and restart when you’re freshly awake
    a tired pair of eyes cannot see what a freshly pair of eyes can

    Reply

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