Frank is today’s host of dVerse’ Haibun Monday. Frank says:
Feeling a little blocked? Vent about it! Have a story to tell about a recent writer’s block? Go for it? Never had writer’s block? Tell us your secret! However you approach it, write your haibun that alludes to this perennial frustration of writers.
I don’t know that I think of myself as a writer. At least not in the way I see others as writers. While it’s true that I write every day, I don’t know if that that makes me a writer. My writer’s block doesn’t seem to appear because I have nothing to say. It roars its ugly head when I am too depressed to write.
Depressions brings doubt. Depression makes me feel like I am not good enough. I feel like the words I write fall short of even my limited abilities. The gauge is set for self-confidence. I hesitate to document my ineptness. The pandemic has triggered more days of depression than I care to admit. Emotional pain and physical pain can send me down the rabbit hole.
Writing brings me joy. Jotting words on the computer feels like I am exercising my brain. Being part of the blogging community offers a chance to learn about individuals from all over the world. Reading poetry blogs is a little piece of heaven for me. I delight in the words others write.
Because I am writing blogs for myself, I know I need to continue my practice. I must stop worrying about whether my jottings are good enough for anyone else. They are valuable to me.
Write notes every day
The seasons change while I watch
Wait for the right time