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Not Him Again…

Whether it’s working on my non-fiction scholarly response to The Hunger Games series, writing poetry, or even when I revised my Master’s thesis, I repeatedly come across that brutal and calloused villain known to all writers: Writer’s Block!

*Dramatic music*

I am bent over my desk, pen in hand, words are sprawling across the page. Yes, I think, this is wonderful. I am getting so much done!

Then, the door is thrown open. Wind fills the room, sweeping up my papers and scattering them across the floor. In he walks, his trenchcoat dripping with rain as the cliché lightening bolt strikes behind his silhouette.

Not this guy again, I think.

I try to hide my writing utensils, but it’s too late. He’s already crossed the room and snaps my pencils in half, removes the ink from my pens, and just for good measure, slaps duct tape across my mouth. With a gleeful laugh, he handcuffs my wrists to the arms of my office chair and then leaves the same way he came.

I stare around in dismay at the mess he caused and look down at the blank page he left on my desk just to mock me.

Writer’s Block strikes again.

 

What does Writer’s Block look like to you?

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23 thoughts on “Not Him Again…”

  1. Well the unannounced stranger may have descended destroying your intentions, but what a spiffy and entertaining blog entry 🙂 (obviously typed when he turned and paused for a drink)…

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      1. That’s an interesting theory. 🙂
        And perhaps we are the ones at fault … our ability to zone out the other noise in our subconscious to truly listen!
        Writing is truly cyclical 😊

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  2. Writer’s block comes in the image of me before me. It tapes the words “writer’s block” on my head. I am then controlled by it to weave out words that makes no sense onto the page of my paper where I was doing so well before in stringing the most detailed sentences in a poem or story.

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  3. These days when I suffer from “writers block”, I’m now able to go to my blog site, and read other bloggers/friends writings, and with my glorious music playing(quite loudly), my “Not Her Again” seems to disperse calmly, and I’m back with my pencil in hand, scribbling away.

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