You guys, I had writer’s block and then I wrote a sentence. I don’t have writer’s block anymore hurray except I only wrote one sentence and now I feel like hitting my head on kitchen-cabinet doors until I get amnesia and forget that I ever started writing anything.
Maybe it isn’t the blank page that does you in. It’s the many many MANY blank pages. Many. I have to write HOW many pages to finish a complete thought? Why don’t readers just buy my sentence! I WROTE A SENTENCE. IT’S A GOOD SENTENCE.
The problem is, if it’s such a good sentence, everyone will want to read more sentences about the idea or the character or the historical event or the moral outrage that you talked about in your one sentence. Readers will want many many many pages, in fact. This is all my fault. I started it by writing a sentence. A curse upon the blank pages of this pitiless world. Maybe I should go invent a new knickknack or something. It’ll give me a thing to do. A thing that isn’t writing on blank pages. Continue reading







