I don't have writers block. I know what I am writing. I know what to write. I have it planned out. I want to write this, not only because I want to stop worrying about it, but mostly because I care about it and I care that it gets done. But I can't, I can't, I can't motivate myself to write more than a paragraph at a time.
If I were writing about my life I could have written pages by now. Not because my life is any more interesting, but because I don't have to get anyone else's thoughts on my life. I wonder why I think to myself that I like writing so much but when I actually do it, it is an unending struggle. I wonder if all writers have times like this.
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