Whoever said that lack of inspiration is not real and the way to cure it is to start working, was probably not a writer himself. As a writer of some sort I can speak from the experience that sometimes the blank document stays blank because I just don’t have anything to report about or I find it exceptionally difficult to put on words together. Which is exactly what is happening right now.
Besides, wasn’t it Adele who said that to come back from her four year break took that long because she was finally happy and struggled to write songs. I’m dreading the day when Taylor Swift settles down and becomes happy, free and not confused and lonely at the same time (22 reference) and stops writing songs. The fact is that when all is good, nobody is really interested. Drama and trouble is what triggers people’s interest. If Daily Mail wrote about Kim K doing her groceries, who would click on that article? Okay, the sad part is that they actually do write articles about that and, according to the comment section, people actually read it. Sure, it is to make fun of her (seriously people stop. Hatred is not the way to go), but still. I could go on and on about my internship and gym enthusiasm, but that’s not really interesting, is it? Besides, I have sworn to higher powers that I will never ever become one of those girls who can’t shut up about the gym and #fitness. I think I would be cheating on the little couch potato that will always stay under the surface.
So I think for now the best option is to retrieve gracefully and accept the situation. After all, I cannot be the only writer with a block, can I? Maybe this will be the darkness before the dawn, the storm before the calm. Hey, that rhymed! Maybe all hope is not lost.