My blogs are sporadic. The longer I go without writing, the harder it is to write.
I find it hard to write when I am terrified of catching Covid-19. I could die. Covid-19 has already killed 21,807 Canadians, and is well on its way to wiping out the other 38 million.
“Hey, Covid-19, am I next on your list?”
No reply. Perhaps I should not worry. The medical experts I voted for are doing their best at running the country and keeping me safe.
How difficult it is to write when termites keep eating my pencils.
How difficult it is to write when I keep getting blinded by my brilliance.
How difficult it is to write while having a second job. I work for Mick Jagger. He hired me to do what he cannot do: gather moss.
“Oh no! Too many trees. I can’t see myself,” said the forest.
“Wait a minute. What do words of a forest have to do with you not writing?”
They show how easily I get distracted. Once I am distracted, then I do not write.
Why is it that the longer I go without writing, the harder it is for me to write?
“I can answer that.”
“The reason it is harder for you to write the longer you go without writing is that the longer you go without writing, the harder it is for you to write.”
I see. Well thanks for clarifying that for me.
“A writer is someone for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people.”