When I can’t write, I cry.
Writing is how I deal with pent-up emotions and problems. I usually write and cover up the dark things with humor and sarcasm. However, when I can’t write, I cry.
When I can’t write, it means that the darkness has covered every inch of me and my words, like a devastating storm cloud covers a city. I try to write. I try to get the words out, but everything is tainted by the darkness. Sadness lingers on my tongue and drips off of every word I pen.
When I can’t write, my words are sad. My words cry out for help, but are usually snuffed out by my overwhelming anger. When the words don’t come, the pity party does. I get down on myself. My negative self-esteem hits an all-time high and I become the worst EVERYTHING in the world.
Can you see it? Can you see the drips of disdain and self-loathing?
No, you usually won’t, because those words don’t make it out of the draft folder very often. Hell, they rarely leave the brain that they were born in. [clickToTweet tweet=”What do you do when you can’t #write? #FTSF w/ @findingninee! #writersblock” quote=”What do you do when you can’t write?” theme=”style1″]
So, When I can’t write, I cry.
What do you do when you can’t write?
I am very honored to be co-hosting this week’s Finish The Sentence Friday, with the prompt: “When I can’t write…”. Feel free to use this writing prompt and link it up here!