Writers Block

Howdy Peaches,

I have a question for you. How do people overcome writer's block? Because it has been my longest-lasting, semi-toxic friendship which doesn’t seem to be ending anytime soon… Much to my dismay.

I mean honestly, you hear about people getting it all of the time, It's basically the common cold when it comes to writing. Most people get it, drink some tea, have a bowl of soup, and all of a sudden their brains start working again.

I would love to know what magic tea such folks are sipping because my writer’s block is on a whole other level. This bitch has been with me since my sophomore year of high school... Now I’m a Junior in college and she is stronger than ever.

The worst part is that my beautiful brain has no problem coming up with stories and plots thanks to the completely healthy amount of movies and TV I watch. The problem is that whenever I start writing literally anything be it a book, screenplay (book), or even a text message, I only get about two “chapters” in before I’m suddenly drained.

For whatever reason, all of the gears stop turning, and disappointingly, they never start again. Which has led to my vast collection of unfinished novels that I dream of finishing someday.

Shoot, even writing this small whatever this is, is wiping me out. It’s amazing how some people churn out content on a daily basis, I can’t imagine how exhausting it must be for bloggers, book authors, and journalists to have to do this for a living.

There might be some underlying cause to my problem, as a matter of fact, there is a 110% chance that all of this stems from some kind of fear that no one is going to read whatever this is, or anything else I write. Another part of it is that if anyone does read it, everything on the page would make absolutely no sense and I’d have made a fool out of myself.

This is ironic since I like to pride myself on not caring what other people think. Yet here I am with writing paralysis hoping that one day I’ll magically wake up and pump out a best-selling novel. This is particularly interesting since I’ve been struggling to string 600 words together in 2 hours.

The movies and books always make it look so easy. The protagonist somehow goes through five minutes of self-reflection and is able to change their whole life around for a happy ending.

I guess I just need to embrace the fact that writing makes me happy and jump into the deep end by putting myself out there. It probably wouldn’t hurt to learn to tune out the nagging voice whispering in my ear, which after saying it out loud isn’t really something that I should be letting hold me back. But of course, that’s much easier said than done.

Anyways, I know this whole entry is all over the place and most likely not the most entertaining work. If you actually read to this point I would love to thank you and I apologize for how tedious (or boring) it must have been to get through.

Oh, and if anyone knows where I can find that magic tea please don’t be shy. My throat has been sore for a long time. And if you only have tips on how to defeat this treacherous beast I will gladly take those too, at this point I need all of the help I can get.

Remember Folks, Life’s a Peach, or So it Goes.