It’s been a very long time since this has happened. And I don’t like it one bit.
I have writer’s block. I want to write a new post here (I am, actually) and I have a CSO column to write later. I figured I’d get up at 4 a.m. and burn some keyboard rubber like I usually do. But the words didn’t flow like they’re supposed to.
When you are a professional writer like me, this sort of thing can cause panic attacks. I used to be reduced to a pile of jelly on the sidewalk when I had newspaper articles to write on deadline and the writer’s block kicked in.
I don’t have that kind of pressure right now. I have all day to write the column and I don’t have to write an OCD Diary post if I don’t want to. The problem is that I want to but have nothing to say. That’s all well and fine. Sometimes it’s good to keep your mouth (or writing hands) idle. But idle can lead to boredom, and boredom creeps me out.
I used to go smoke a pack of cigarettes when this sort of thing happened. Now I go do house chores.
The good news is that the writer’s block always lifts, and I’ll be tearing up the keyboard in no time.
By the way: This post in itself was a little exercise to break that block so the words can flow. It didn’t help for the blog purposes, but I think it gave me the needed kick to write the security column.
Hope you don’t feel cheated.