Hello all,
I’m here to talk about experiencing writer’s block! Woo hoo, fun times, am I right, all you writers out there?
I did write a post previously about writer’s block, and in that post, I encouraged everyone to continue writing in spite of the block. You can read it here.
Anyway, the point is, I told people to push through. I’ve been through a bit since then, and I’d like to update the post a bit.
First of all, I didn’t realize it then, but I was being a bit ableist at that point. Now, on the other side of a serious bout of depression, I know how hard it can be to write when you have no motivation to do anything at all. I also realize now that there are other mental disabilities that can also affect writing, as well as other things such as editing and getting a beta reader.
For those of you with both doctor diagnosed and self diagnosed illnesses, I hope you are feeling okay today. If you’re self-diagnosed, I urge you to get yourself properly diagnosed and treated. I promise you, you’ll feel a lot better. Not perfect by any means, but better.
Secondly, I am experiencing writer’s block right now, and it’s so hard to keep motivated when you feel like everything you’re writing is absolute crap. I know in my head that it really isn’t crap, but I can’t help having the lingering doubt “What if it is?”
I’m still writing, very very slowly. Much more slowly than I would normally, and it’s making me feel less confident because it feels like I’m not making any progress. I’ve been keeping track obsessively of how many words I’ve been writing, and it’s not very much.
It’s very hard to keep telling yourself to keep going when all you want to do is throw in the towel.
Some of the things I said in my past post were true. Writing is hard work, and sometimes it is boring to write some of the necessary scenes. But I do understand that it’s not easy, and at times even possible to write as much as you want, or at all.
Don’t despair, writing will return. It’s hard to be a writer and not write, but sometimes that is our reality. Keep trying to push forward, but if you can’t, don’t feel bad about it. Sometimes that’s just how it goes.
I wrote about 300 words today. It’s not much, but it’s still progress.