I sat staring blankly at my computer screen this morning desperately wanting to start typing but nothing happened. Nothing. I could almost hear the tumbleweed blowing across my desolate mind. Nothing but the sound of wind. I began to grow increasingly frustrated. Writers are supposed to write. And I had nothing to say. Immediately, my empty mind was flooded with thoughts of impending failure. How can I call myself a writer if I never write anything down. Months, years from now I could still have nothing to say. I will write nothing. No one will read it. I will fail.
And then the internal monologue began….
Write something…
Anything…
Just push the keys…
Any words will do…
OH. MY. GOSH…
This is the longest anyone has stared at a computer screen and done nothing…
For the love of all things that are holy…
Type letters. Any letters…
(insert 30 minutes of silence here)
I literally have no words.