I’ll be honest. I had literally no idea what to say when I started writing this. Ever since my “It’s Been Awhile…” blog (an article in which I promised to do my best to post a blog every Monday and a poem every Friday) I’ve been racking my brain attempting to come up with an idea for this very blog you read now. And although I still had no ideas as to what to say or, more accurately, what to write, I felt a necessary compulsion to sit down and write anyway. When I began writing, I had no idea what to say, so I rambled on as best as I could without making this blog a superfluous one. But suddenly, as I sat there in my super comfortable yet weird looking writer’s perch, I, in a flash of realization, realized that I was demonstrating something that I myself have talked about many times.
Many of us have encountered that terrible thing known as “writer’s block”. We sit down with our pens poised and keyboards ready only to stare at a blank piece of paper or a blinking cursor. We attempt to write, but everything we scribble down is nothing more than a mess of uninspired, formless words. And so we walk away, hoping that in time, the paperweight we call “writer’s block”, will disappear. This is the sad story of many. We wait, sometimes for months, for our brains to allow us to create. All the while, there we sit, our imaginations collecting dust. This is something I have experienced on more than one occasion and it seemed to haunt me much more then it should. It would absolutely torture me when I couldn’t sit and express the things inside. I talked to other fellow writers, and for them, it wasn’t as much of a bother. Sure, they found it annoying, but they’d simply wait it out patiently. But whenever a case of writer’s block would overcome me, I’d become highly strung and emotional. My feelings would be like a ball of yarn being tangled by a cat. In result, every other area of my life reflected this inner chaos. During these times, I’d searched desperately for a means or method that would dismantle that evil block and after several years of going through these phases stumped by writer’s block, I stumbled upon a cure. As I said before, many of the people I know simply wait out their writer’s block. They allow their minds time to reset, and while it is important to have a well-rested mind, I found that approach to be lazy and stupid. And here’s why.
You see, when I first started writing this blog, I had no idea what to say. For days I had pondered what to write, but nothing would come to me. Yet all the while, I felt a necessary compulsion to sit down and just type. And so I did. At first, I was just rambling on. But as I further rambled on, an idea for a topic began to form. And as I continued writing, the wording and end result of what I wanted to say become more and more vividly clear. Finally, I reached a point where I sat there completely confident in my abilities to deliver an article of quality. But I only came to discover this idea when I sat down and wrote, even though I had nothing to say. Writer’s block is nothing more than a concrete wall that keeps us from a vibrant, unexplored world. Concrete walls, my friend, only crumble under two circumstances. One, with time as they are weathered and worn down and two, with brute force. When I sat down to write, I stood in front of a concrete wall. Then, with my words, however insignificant and pointless they may have been, I began to break that wall down. Think of your ramblings as sledgehammers. The more you write, the more you break through that wall. Even if you’re writing the same word over and over again, you are continuing to strengthen the connections in your brain that allow you to be creative. The only way in which you can ever become truly strong is to exercise the muscles you’ve been given. When in doubt, write. Dismantling writer’s block, is to me, that simple. When I first embarked in this, it was nowhere as cut and dry as I make it sound now. I would often time find myself rewriting the same piece over and over. But the more I persistently treated writer’s block with this attitude, the easier it came to move past that concrete wall. When I sat down to write this blog, I found myself stumped, yet within minutes, I had begun exploring that vibrant world that lies just beyond that deadweight paperweight. So the next time you find yourself cursed with the ever so evil writer’s block, just remember that you are the creator, not the block. What happens with and in your writings is completely up to you. Don’t just sit there and allow a mindless block of concrete to prevent you from constructing works of art. Write. Keep on writing. Even if you’re writing mindless dribble, keep pushing past that wall. Eventually, I swear, that wall will be broken down and you’ll discover the most amazing world you’ve ever seen.