Do I Have Writer's Block?

I think that I have been doing quite well since I started writing this blog.  While I haven't written something every day, I have managed a post rate that averages out to be more than one a day. Some days the posts are short, pithy little morsels; some days they are long, and more considered pieces.  It's always difficult to judge your own writing, but the fact that I have received comments from readers saying how much they have enjoyed a post or how it has made them think about the subject covered indicates that I must have reached some people.  Just occasionally I have felt the need to write to say how desperate I am feeling at that moment. Such an occasion arose on Friday, when my mood became so low that I wrote the post almost as a cry for help.  And the blogging community is such that I received encouragement and a feeling of not being alone because of the comments that people added to that post.  Let me say here and now, I really appreciated your comments and they certainly helped at what was, for me, a very dark moment in my life.

I have gradually been coming out of that very dark corner over the last couple of days, and I knew that I was getting better, when I managed to put a quite amusing comment in an email to a friend.  It wasn't a laugh out loud amusing comment, more a case of a clever play on words type of amusing.  He enjoyed it anyway, because he commented on it in his reply; in fact he thought it poetic.

But one thing has been difficult over the last few days; finding something to write a post about. Normally I don't have to think about what to write; it just seems to spring into my mind, and the post almost seems to write itself.  Sometimes it's something that I have seen that provides the inspiration, sometimes it's something that I have read or heard.  And sometimes it is something that I feel passionately about, like trying to fight the stigma and discrimination that exists around mental illness.

Even when I have not been feeling too good, I have managed to write on an almost daily basis, because there has been something to say, but I have found it very hard since Friday to find something to blog about.  Have I got writer's block?  Is it possible that my creativity has deserted me?  No, I don't think so.  It's just a case of nothing much happening, so that it seems as though my inspiration has deserted me, when actually it is still there waiting for the right moment to leap into action again.  

After all, I've managed to write this, haven't I?

The Forgotten Dream

Yesterday I couldn't think of anything to write about so there was no new post for my few regular readers. This morning I was having a dream about writing a post, it was clearly formed in my mind, and I was sure that it would be well received because it was on a subject that we all hold dear. The problem was that I woke up, and on waking couldn't remember what the post that I should be writing was meant to be about.

They say that you should keep a pad and pencil beside the bed for those moments when you have a dream which you want to remember, or when you have the spark of inspiration just as you are about to drop off to sleep, and that you know will have disappeared for ever come the morning. Unfortunately, the pad and pencil would have been of no use to me this morning, for it doesn't matter how vivid the dream was, I couldn't for the life of me think what it was that I had dreamt would make this memorable and informative post.

Never mind, because I know that I have something else to write about. I am busy forming it in my mind as I type this story about my forgotten dream. My next post will be important for some people, I don't know whether it will be read by any of those that it is aimed at, I can only hope that it is. It is about something that could save lives, and yet unfortunately far too many people fail to take advantage of even though it costs them nothing. Well nothing except a little bit of their time.