Making this post is like a blank slate that doesn’t seem to fill up no matter what I throw at it. I’ve started writing and rewriting it countless times, each time using the backspace key to perform what once was a much more satisfying task of rolling a piece of paper into a crumpled ball of disillusionment and heaving it across the room.
I’m beginning to think that this writer’s block (blogger’s block?) is because the things that I’m really craving to write are not things that are meant for a blog. Or at least, they’re the kinds of writing that I wouldn’t want to put on my blog.
I don’t think that this means that I’ll stop blogging. On the contrary, I wouldn’t be surprised if it in some way frees me up to do more blogging, as I’ll have more than one channel for my writing impulses to flow in.