A very truthful post.
When we have friends who betray us, time does not always make us forget. The pain may go away, but the memories remain. Time does not change a loss of trust.
Also over time, good memories with good friends remain, despite the fact that we grow apart from those friends as our lives grow apart. It can be difficult adjusting to life without those good friends, but memories linger on.
Change is constant, and our memories help us to grow as individuals.
As writers, we sometimes run headfirst into brick walls (figuratively speaking, of course). Our hands tense up, minds go blank, and the thoughts just cannot flow from the pen to the page. We let our writer’s block get the best of us.
But what if we let this tension or lack of ideas continue? We “take a break” for too long? Those unwritten poems (or stories, blog posts, etc.) are writing us. We can’t let that happen. We are the ones with the pens in our hand (and our fingertips are on the keyboards); therefore, we are the ones in control.
Do you fellow writers have writer’s block? How do you overcome it? Any advice?
If you could travel anywere right now, where would you go, and why?