Yes, I had to swear in the post title. I'm very sorry to those who don't like cursing.
So there, I've said it. I have writer's block. I've been writing for a long time, well, almost eight years of continuous blogging and it seems I've hit a wall. Sure, I could repackage the same old, same old thing that I've written a hundred times over, but wouldn't it just be lip service?
I could talk about what's really going on. I'm going through an existential crisis of sorts. What is the point of all this? “This” meaning blogging about what I like to wear. Blogging about blogging. Sharing my thoughts about whatever. I've been going to therapy about my depression and anger issues, and found recently at the bottom of all my discomfort is this sense of pointlessness.
But really, “pointlessness” doesn't really make for good fodder when it comes to blogging about fashion. If I'm as clueless as everyone else, then why come here to my blog and read about my confusion and general know-nothingness?
I could just carry on as if I don't have writer's block. Free write, as I am now. Whatever is coming to my mind. Type it out. Publish. Leave it up to everyone to make of it as they will.
I could take a break. But this is my job. My career. How many people can just not show up to work and say… “Oh, I just wasn't feeling it, so I am going to go get a pedicure today instead.”
So yeah, I'm just throwing this out there. I've been blogging here for years, and maybe you know me, maybe you don't. But I thought it was time to get real about what I'm feeling lately about blogging about blogging and then blogging about it.
What do you do when you hit a wall? Do you get real about it, or just try to plow through?
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