Some Days the Words Stare Back

Any writer who has struggled with writer’s block understands the terror caused by the blank page -- sometimes there just isn’t anything that can be written, even though there is so much demanding to be put down.
Although it isn’t quite the same, the paralysis of action when faced by words that have already been written can be just as scary.
I’ve been sitting and staring at a couple of passages over the last week or so, and still can’t find the connection with what I had written, or have to write next. There’s a fair bit banked up waiting to be put down, if only I can find the words I need to use to get it out.
The downside to this is if I can’t make the connection, what hope do my loyal readers have?
There is still a vibrant couple running around my text, I just can’t reach out to them at the moment, and the snippets of other stories are lying just out of reach at the moment.
I’m not too concerned, even if I haven’t published in a little while. It will pass and, I am sure, it will be even better when it does.