There’s so much emotional baggage that comes with writing, I don’t even know if i enjoy writing anymore.
It’s like I can’t do it. I’d write a few hundred words, and stop. Let me tell you, a few hundred words is not a novel.
I worry too much about whether I’m using too much of the same word, whether there’s variety in my sentences, whether I’m using the right POV, whether I should use past or present tense… The list goes on.
It’s like I know too much about how to write (because I read too much), but I don’t know how to write anymore. It’s such an irony.
There are no more images bursting out my head and onto paper, no more inspiration, no more drive.
Just a bunch of plot holes, and 20000 words I can’t even use. It’s all some kind of version of the beginning.
I don’t even know if I’m writing because I like writing, or because I have nothing else I can actually do. That is a lie. I can take photos. Make videos. Make websites. Make yummy Hakka Abacus.
I feel like my writing is repetitive and mediocre.
Too. Much. Pressure. Given by myself. And my parents asking too much about my plans which I mentioned before.
I want to go back to when I didn’t know any of the rules. And break them. Or not. I just want to write a good story.
Make Good Art. <– Click it. it's Neil Gaiman giving the best Graduation speech ever (barring my friend Nicholas’.)
Help. (I need to write something useful for this blog too.)
Try free writing … Writing without purpose is sometimes the best tool to start getting it out. Write write write and don’t look too deep. Once it’s out, go back, make changes and go at it again. I’m doing a personal 90 day challenge to rekindle my creativity – in other words, stepping outside the realm of my typical habits, and aiming to stop self critiquing and to influence myself to JUST do it. You can and will do it, I wish you the best….. Nice post too, this will only help you grow!
Thanks for the advice!
You can do your 90 day challenge too!