Bucking the Block
I want to write. I know the only thing is to write. Want to write? Do it! Just sit down and do it. Period. At my Writers' Group this morning, I got some good feedback on a section I read out loud. So I came home motivated to sit and work on that scene. But it's hot, and I'm uncomfortable, and it's distracting. No. That's an excuse. If I want to write, I need to just do it. If I really want to write, to have written, to be a Writer, then the temperature shouldn't matter. The fact that I'm out of coffee shouldn't matter. The work conference call coming up in 3 hours shouldn't matter. I'm here, now. At my computer, ready to write. I need to write. Writer's Block does not exist. I will write, and I will write well.