Sounds simple, doesn't it? I should be able to write one of those without too much thought. Write a few paragraphs and hit 'publish', and then I can get to the other things on my 'to-do' list, like laundry.
Easy?
Nope. Nada. I got zip.
The blank screen that greets me doesn't help, either.
There's nothing encouraging about the whiteness of a computer screen. The whiteness seems to glare at me, the blinking cursor taunting me with a blankness that invades my head, sucking all the creativity right out of me. Even my cat Pounce, who likes to put her face in front of my monitor and follow my typing, is not impressed.
Should I write about the latest True Detective? How about the cold weather that showed up today? Should I write about The Fault in Our Stars, which I just finished? How about my cat? Cats should be good for a couple of paragraphs. After all, they're always doing wacky things on the internet. My head is empty on this day, my mind a blank slate. The river of my creativity has been dammed this day.
I start, then delete, then start again. Then I get annoyed at myself for being wishy washy. That is not normal for me. I am pretty decisive in my writing. I generally just sit down and start typing, after an idea has percolated in my brain all day.
I'm not used to just...nothing. It's a bit anxiety-provoking. What if this blankness is the new norm? What if I never have an original thought ever again? Does that mean I will be the next Sarah Palin? I cannot see Russia from my house, but I imagine I could clean up enough for a political campaign.
I refuse to panic yet.
Maybe I just need a good night's sleep. Maybe tomorrow inspiration will strike and all will be well. I need to think positive, right?
Right.
Does this happen to everyone else, or is it just me?
