I almost didn’t write today. I was feeling it but also I wasn’t feeling it. It was one of those days for me where I want to write down something. But my mind doesn't want me to write. I don’t see it as writer’s block per se.
The problem comes from the need to write. And my anxiety to write, I guess. I told my therapist about my 365 challenge of writing each day and he thought that was a great idea.
Skipping one day would lead to skipping another day and another. The more I don’t write, the more I feel less than a writer. The anxieties I have about my writing do stem from my ability to write. I feel like I am a great storyteller, BUT when it comes down to prose, I suck. As I pointed out before, I have a lot of stream of consciousness in my writing. Especially when I do into tangents that may or may not make sense.
It's also January, too. A time when I didn’t have to worry about writing until the end of the month when I would start with college. Considering I graduated close to two years ago, my mind still thinks I am going back to college and will affect my writing.
Shit, even as I write this now, I am chatting with my friends and making plans for my online writing group I have with them. And also playing video games.
So, what’s stopping me from writing more than just this? I have no idea.
