I made a list of the things I wanted to do today, and it only had one item: write a post and put it up on the blog. I set an hourly reminder on my phone and cranked the volume up so that it would annoy me until I started writing. 10am the first reminder goes off: I reach over and mute it, because I said to myself, I am not ready to write, I have nothing to say today. 11am, second reminder and I let it sing because I actually liked the alarm tone, so it rang and rang and like became irritation and so I shut it off. 12pm, I was staring at my phone screen so I cut the alarm off the second it started to ring.
By 3pm, I was talking to my phone as the reminder went off the umpteenth time: I don’t have any inspiration, there really is nothing to write about. 4pm, Oh! I have an idea, I reach for my laptop, open a blank page and just like that the fleeting idea I had was nowhere to be found. I sat on my bed watching the cursor blink away, silently taunting me and daring me to write down something. 5pm, I didn’t hear the alarm because I was on the phone with my mum, after my mum I called my sister, then my brother, then my dad, anything not to write this post today.
8pm and just as I finally cancelled the reminder and reached over to close my laptop, it dawned me that this in itself is a post. Not having anything to write about, is something to write about. Ha! I made it. *imaginary victory dance* The thing is some days, ideas abound and all you want to do is write, it’s almost as though everything that happens that day is such a grand idea to write about and there’s just this rush of excitement and itchy fingers that won’t rest till you write, and then there are some days like today when you don’t want anything to do with your laptop and there is absolutely nothing worth writing about.(I am sure my fellow writers can relate to this.) And that’s OK, because that’s life! Some days are great, and some days aren’t but the most important thing is that the good days outnumber the bad and I am happy and content with the fact that my big rush of inspiration and ideas is just about the corner.
“Writing about writer’s block is better than not writing at all.” – Charles Bukowski