I usually like to boast of how I rarely suffer from writer’s block. That, no matter what, I can always churn out something creative. While I still believe this is true, I have found that if I am writing for the very specific purpose of an external suggestion instead of just to write something from my thoughts, I get caught about 2/3 of the way through and struggle to bring it to completion. Though rare, this has been happening to me very recently.
This past week, I have started several blog entries before this one, but either could not come to a conclusion or was unsatisified with what I had written. Most times, I’d rather post nothing instead of post an entry where I am not believing what I wrote. The way I see it is that if I don’t believe the words, why should anyone else?
To attack this problem, I know the problem exists within. Over the last month, I have been questioning my creative endeavors, or more so whether the spare time I do have should be spent on writing instead of painting, drawing, graphic or web design. I have many loves in the creative realm, but never enough focus or success in any single one to convince myself to pursue that by itself. I’m one person where success would greatly simplify my life. As my luck would have it, success has been elusive for me as it is for most. So it goes.
But I’m not one to dwell on it. I keep writing, painting, and the rest for as long as I have the energy to be multifaceted. Despite my vast skepticism in most systems in our society, I still cling to the tiny belief that if I continue to work hard, something will hit it big for me. In the meantime, hopefully the conclusions to all of the unfinished entries will present themselves soon.