To curse of Writers Block is one that most writers suffer from. Some take the writer’s block as a sign form
the writing gods that it is a time to take a break, but not me. I see it as a way for the writing gods to
torment me and make me lie in my room as I suffer the stings of imagination
wanting to be free but not being able to because the holder doesn't know how to
set them free. The pencil is like a
dagger. If I use it improperly I could
slaughter my creation before it is complete.
Now I am left to watch
YouTube and movies to try and get my creativity flowing; to get the flood gates
of imagination opened.
But it is not only writer’s
bloke that is now plaguing my soul, but artist bloke as well. In my mind I see what I want to draw but the moment
my pencil meets the paper I’m erasing every two minutes. It’s as if my body is boycotting
my mind; refusing to obey the simplest of commands. WRITE YOU CURSED HANDS, CREATE, BRING LIFE TO
MY CREATION!!!
My hands refuse to work
as I tell them to and my mind doesn't know when to take a nap.
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