Writer's Block

Some of you may have noticed that I haven’t posted anything in a while. This is not because I don’t love you. It’s because of a little thing called “writer’s block”. For several weeks now I have been staring at a blank windows document with the cursor flashing at me. “Write…something…write…something” it blinks. But for once in my life I am at a loss for words. When I started this project, I relied purely on inspiration: an idea would pop into my head and away I would go. But lately, I’ve lost that inspiration. Several ideas have occurred to me and I began writing about them but then I would lose steam. Once I wrote a serious piece about how some people will never change and how you either have to adapt or move on. But then I read it to my mother and she got depressed. Depressed! I don’t want to depress people. A friend once told me to write about the war in Iraq. “There’s a war in Iraq?” I asked. (I’m kidding, of course.) But that’s not my bag, baby. I don’t do politics. If you want political commentary I suggest you speak to my brother, the political genius. Someone also suggested I write about the ups and downs of being in a wedding. How do I do that without offending the present bride, let alone the numerous other brides whose weddings I have been a part of? I’d have no friends left! I’ve worried that if I pick a topic that is too “female-oriented” the guys won’t want to read it. And considering that the most of the comments I get is from the guys, that weighs a lot (start stepping up girls!).

So, I’m beginning to think the problem is I care too much what other people think. I’ve never been one to take criticism well. This is why I am not the fabulous star of stage and screen that I was meant to be. I couldn’t take the critics. But in the course of writing this piece, I realized why I did this in the first place. It was because I needed a creative outlet. I knew it would be fun (which it is, most of the time). I could hone my writing skills in preparation for the juicy tell-all novel I plan on writing where I divulge all your secrets (be nice to me). But in the process I got too caught up in what other people would think. And I lost momentum. You lost a month’s worth of entertaining reading. So what I want you to take away from this week’s blog is this: Stop worrying about what other people think. Do want you want. Wear what you want. Date who you want. Because if you don’t, there is so much you could be missing out on…