One of the more difficult parts of being a writer is that sometimes the words just aren’t there. (Need evidence? Check out the fact that there was ONE post here in January).
I’ve come several times to the ol’ blog, started writing something, saved the draft and then logged out. Because it wasn’t good enough or it wasn’t really worth posting about or it wasn’t something anyone would want to read. And then I start to think that I am not fooling anyone and that even thought I feel in my very core that I am a writer, maybe the reality is that I suck at it. It’s difficult to think that the one thing you love to do, that you’ve done your whole life, is something that you will never be good at.
And then, I write something that someone (or maybe several someones) likes and I feel confident again, at least for a few minutes. I suppose that this is something that creative folks deal with regularly.
Anyhoo… I have a blog post due for another site today and I’ve been chasing my own tail trying to think about what to write. I’m sure I’ll come up with something, but at the moment I’m feeling a bit frustrated. I also have a draft nearly completed of a new book review… Nevermind that I’ve written and deleted it about a dozen times.
I think that’s something else that happens with creatives… we are our own worst critics. I’m also participating in the Stella Orange ‘Shut up and Writeathon’… so, much writing (at least theoretically) is happening in my world right now.
Next post will probably be the book review…