Dear Writer’s Block,
It’s not you, it’s me.
I’ve been so busy with everything that’s been going on, with long hours at work, too much homework on the weekends and a full social life that I haven’t been able to sit down and shoo you away with the keyboard.
Sure, you let me get a few words here and there so I can say I “write every day” but it’s never enough to leave me fulfilled and with a sense of accomplishment. It’s never enough to make me feel like I mean it when I say “I am a writer!”
Well, today that has to stop. I’ve spent too many days, weeks, months now trying to make something of the ideas in my head and then you step in and tell me to do anything but write.
You tell me: scroll Facebook (or any social media), it will make you feel great about your self esteem. Then I get distracted and don’t get words down.
You tell me: Play a few flash games for some inspiration, I’ll let you think about writing once you finish the level. And then I finish the level and don’t get words down.
You tell me: Don’t bother writing on your breaks and lunches from work, you’ll feel better about it when you get home. Then, when I get home, I don’t feel like writing, let alone doing anything else because I am so exhausted.
Writer’s Block, you keep making me these promises and then when I finally do sit down to write, to get words on the page and make a difference, you appear with the gentle whisper of “It’s not the right time.”
Respectfully, I thank you for protecting me during the times I wasn’t ready. I thank you for the times when I truly needed a distraction and needed your guidance enough to step away from a project. I thank you for the opportunities that arose when I couldn’t write.
But respectfully, we are done.
It’s time for me to write again and you’re not needed here.
-Bre
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