Sometimes writing stresses me out. I feel that the words don’t want to roll out. I feel the anxiety of trying to think of something that is worthwhile. As I sit here at my laptop trying to put into verse something that is already clear in my mind, I should have no incentive or need to write about it. We write in order to understand, not to be understood.
I suppose I can now say I fully understand the phrase “I have writers block”. Having your ideas swim in your head but not materialize on your screen is frustrating and annoying.
I sit here and say to myself, write from the heart and soul and let talent flow, as though I just turned on a tap and unleashed all my thoughts, ideas, questions and any knowledge that I have.
Writing is our way of living the lives of various characters that we only hoped to be. There is a book in everyone.
In the end writing is about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life as well. Keep on writing.