Writer’s Block Ain’t No Thang


it hurts

Writer’s block is bullocks. That’s what I always thought. Plumbers don’t get plumber’s block, that’s what this guy taught me—along with the discipline of writing daily. And also, carpenters don’t wait for a muse, they just pick up the hammer, the nail, and pound. Writer’s block, I have always been convinced even before this guy confirmed it, is a pet habit of the indolent. I never had it. I loved to write. Love to write. Restraint might have been a good thing, actually, healthier for family relationships, back when I was churning out the prose word after boundary-free word. I was never blocked. But then. But-

But then—

Or maybe it is a thing.

Or maybe I’m lazy.

Or maybe I’ll have to go back to the 30-minute limit.

Published by Beth Bates

Writer, writing coach, book editor, CNF instructor, connector, mom, wife, and lover of fresh air, grass, trees, birds, waves, sand, mountains, stories, and travel Let's be friends on Twitter @bethbates

2 thoughts on “Writer’s Block Ain’t No Thang

    1. “…when I walked on her making out with my teenage son on the couch in my living room after a long day at work earning money to feed my family of five children”? 😉

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