Writers Write

by | Feb 26, 2015 | Uncategorized | 4 comments

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There is nothing more frustrating for a writer than a blank page.

For the last few months there has been a lot of blank pages. I have made no progress with any of my writing projects. I haven’t settled on an idea yet for a novel, I’m not writing poetry or short stories. I’m struggling to write articles and I have to sit down and remind myself to constantly update this blog.

It’s like I have nothing to say. I try my best to write but the words don’t come. I sat down at my typewriter a few days ago. I started to write a short story. I got about ten lines into it when I decided that it was rubbish, I threw it away and sat there with my head in my hands. I was frustrated with myself and I still am. Why can’t I write at the moment? I feel like I have lost all of my confidence and I have no ideas, nothing.

Writers write but right now, I’m not writing. I don’t know what to do. I feel like I have tried everything. I have given myself time, I have tried to read a book to try and get inspired, I have tried writing prompts. Some writers have to feel pain or sadness to write, for me, I think I need to be happy. At the moment, I’m not entirely happy. It’s hard to explain. I feel tired but it’s a tiredness that cannot be fixed by sleep. I don’t find writing enjoyable right now and this is hard for me because writing has always been an escape. I feel like life is trying to bring me down but I have to try and stay positive.

One day soon I will pick up my pen and write, for now, all I can do is wait until that happens…

 

 

Written by Emma-Jane Barlow

 Emma-Jane Barlow is a 30 year-old author, poet, writer and autism advocate from the UK. She has been writing poetry since the age of seven and finds comfort in writing about her life experiences. She has two published books and is currently working on a third.

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  1. Cat Lumb
    Cat Lumb on March 1, 2015 at 5:11 pm

    Give yourself some credit: you are writing – you wrote this post, you wrote 10 lines of a story…this is writing. Sometimes we don’t make the progress we expect and can get frustrated with what looks like a block or a lack of passion when really it’s all part of a process we don’t quite yet understand.
    Keep sitting down, keep trying to put some words down and keep up with those writing exercises: your mind will continue to turn things over in its own time and when an idea does form, you’ll have kept the habit up long enough to be able to dedicate yourself to it.
    Good luck x

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