I know what I should be doing. I should be writing a book. I mean, I have all the time in the world, given that I don’t work, due to my disability.
That’s what I have been telling myself this past year. And, believe me, I have been trying. But, it is time for me to begin speaking about what has been holding me back. My book is the paramount focus of my writing efforts. But, I also have this blog. And, I want to say things. But, I’m telling you that this is not enough.
My daily output was dwindling. I could see it in my journal. It was evident here, on my blog. And, it wasn’t from a lack of effort. I was just finding it difficult to say the things I wanted to say.
Now, it would be wrong to refer to this problem of mine as mere writer’s block. It was certainly a part of the problem. But, it wasn’t even close to being a good, or proper, understanding. And, I can only tell you this now, because I have been learning so much, this year. For instance, I could not have even known where to begin, just last week. Because, last week, this narrative had not yet emerged from within my fog. I could see the shape. I knew I was close to it. But, I couldn’t properly describe what I saw.
So, I’ll begin as though I am discussing writer’s block. And hopefully, after I go on to reveal how much more there was to my case of the dreaded condition, I’ll remember to come back to it, in summary. This tale will play out over the coming days, here, on my blog.
If you want to know how to defeat writer’s block, I will tell you how I defeated mine. I can’t promise that this would work for you. Your circumstances are probably different.