Is it writers block or is it laziness, this feeling that overwhelms my fingertips. They buzz like they want to work, but they're disconnected from my brain which seems to have nothing.
Nothing.
Life is full of wonders it really is. I know that. My eyes say that. Meditation class, yoga, books, nature has taught me that. Life is FULL. Yet, when I want to buzz with the wonder and my hands are ready, my brain is reluctant; like a petulant teen, it says "No, not today. Today we have nothing for you. We're just going to lie here and muse about what we want to eat later..."
Is it laziness though? Or is it self-esteem? Something is telling me that however much my finger tips buzz and I write... it will not be good enough, maybe that's why I stop.
Or maybe it will be good enough and that is what I am frightened of.
Who knows?
Are you good enough at your job?
If you are a writer do you write enough?
The other thing is the mood... I am trying to write a sad scene but my brain is elated, full of happiness, full of life... it can't write the solemness for this passage... or it is scared of it...
Or the opposite.
Which is worse...
I am melancholic.
How can I write anything but sadness, depression, anxiety... how?
But a good writer - (says my ego) - a good writer could write all the time, anything they are - or they are not - feeling...
"NO", argues my soul, "no", it's better when you are soothed. Are you soothed?
Go to bed, talk, laugh; soothe your soul darling...
Your writers block is not laziness, it is you fighting yourself darling, that is what it is.
You are not listening....
Listen, please.
It will get easier if you do...
#The100DayProject, #100DaysofWriting, Day 21
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