what if all my ideas were awesome?

frakintosh:

More like a “doing anything” block.

What in the hell do you people who are smart and make things do when every ounce of your attention goes to a complete void?

I’m not even distracted at the moment. I just can’t fucking DO anything. Not even for 5 minutes.

I leave.

When I can’t write and all the time during which I’m pretending to write is being spent reading Tumblr and obsessively refreshing my RSS feed or my analytics [shut up, you know you do it too], I have to get away. Even if it’s for an hour or ten minutes or whatever. I take the dog out or go sit in the park with knitting or shoot photos or find someone to meet for lunch. I have a pretty strict policy about Getting Shit Done, but if it’s not happening, it’s not happening, and I know it won’t until I get my head in the right place.

I’m sorry. This is a sucky place to be. Hope it all gets better.