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Welcome to the wonderful world of writer’s block. Do you ever find yourself staring at a blank screen? Your hands hovering just above the keyboard, stuck in mid-air? Maybe you’re pacing back and forth, burning a path into the floor as you search for the right words. You’re committed to writing something, but either don’t know what to say, or you do know, but can’t figure out how to say it. Writer’s block isn’t just frustrating—it can sink your confidence like the Titanic.
And all you want to eat is chocolate. Oh – is that just me? 😉
You might catch a writer staring off into space during dinner, chewing mindlessly while having an internal debate with their superego. Suddenly, your house is spotless. If you can’t be productive with your writing, you might as well color-code your underwear. Of course, every writer handles writer’s block differently—this is just what it looks like at my house.
Writer’s block is like mental constipation, to be brutally honest. I wish there were an over-the-counter cure. Move over Metamucil—here comes Meta-Write-Cil. I’d make millions. While some writers claim they never get blocked, I’m over here waving both hands and shouting, “Heck yeah, I get that damn thing!” I used to dread it. Now, I have a plan: Writer’s Block—be gone!
Hello, Mr. Writer’s Block! (Yes, mine is male.) So glad you came to visit. You don’t scare me, because I’ve got this. First, I’ll ignore you and just keep writing—even if it’s crap. I’ll clean it up later. If that doesn’t work, I’ll go for a walk. Maybe exercise. Eat some good chocolate. And if no ideas rise to the surface, I’ll step away from my laptop and come back tomorrow.
This method works—most of the time. But the real secret sauce? Patience. Something I’m working on, every damn day.
Sometimes, an idea that’s “stuck” can take a few hours to surface. Sometimes days. Or even weeks. A friend of mine, a longtime creative director, once told me that the idea you’re so desperately trying to express is there, waiting patiently in your brain. But stress is keeping it from coming out. Doing other activities, like the ones I mentioned above, helps relax your body. When you’re least expecting it—when you’re totally relaxed—the idea is released. And she was absolutely right.
And my God, that feeling is wonderful. It’s like popping open a bottle of champagne. Pop! goes the cork, and out comes a sparkling, delicious burst of inspiration I can’t wait to savor—and share with the world. I dash to my laptop, dancing on the keyboard, giddy with glee. The weight on my shoulders lifts like a feather. I’m writing with fire in my eyes. I’m so excited, I have to remind myself to breathe. This—this is why I write.
And for the rest of the day—maybe even for a few extra days—I’m drunk on the high of releasing that writer’s block.
The wonderful world of writer’s block will occur again, no doubt about that. But I’ll be ready. Toolkit in hand. And maybe a few extra pieces of chocolate, just in case.