
I’ve never had writer’s block. Give me a writing assignment and I’ll blab something out. It might even be good, or at least good enough. But I don’t write in final draft. Or talk that way. I know people who can do either or both. But I don’t know how they do it, much as I don’t know how somebody knows how to play a trombone. I do know that I want to take at least one “know” out of the last sentence and perhaps both of them out of this sentence as well. And hell, I want to rewrite this whole paragraph because I hate it.
I’m only sharing this small confession because I have about five essay-sized posts backed up in the queue here, and they’re all being re-written. Maybe the wait will be worth it. I dunno, so I think I’ll go eat something.
By the way, the image above is ChatGPT’s second whack at giving me an image of a writer’s block. You’re welcome.
Published on February 17, 2025 15:57