Writer’s block is an odd, annoying term. In fact, the word writer confounds me, sometimes. Is there a distinction between aspiring writers and writers? Is writing relative? Do you need to achieve a certain sense of superiority, a level of eloquence, a stamp of certification? Or is writing natural, like breathing?
I don’t understand why words have personalities of their own. Why some words hit home, and others just fill space. Didn’t we create them all? Don’t we love uniformity, perfection, and symmetry? Why do words speak louder than people? Don’t we control them?
Writer’s block is an odd, annoying term. I’ve never stopped breathing.