Struggles of a Writer

The routine in the morning is always the same. Any slight adjustment only adds to the procrastination to get behind your screen.

Once you sit down, you instantly hop on social media, hoping it'll get your creative juices flowing. You tell yourself this helps every time you do it, when all you're really doing is putting off the inevitable.

You finally convince yourself to open the document. Then you read your last segment, make minor improvements, and read it again, praying the rest of the scene comes to you so you can move forward.

It doesn't.

So you backtrack once more. Maybe get a refill of coffee. You know it's been an unproductive day, but you need some encouragement. As you do, you recount the past few days that it's been like this, feeling insane from living in a constant loop.

Your head is spinning from the repetition, and yet, you sit back down and try again, telling yourself it'll be different today.

It isn't.

More days go by where you're staring at your screen, working on other side stories, or reading to keep that writing muscle active. You know you should be working on that project, but you're convinced this'll help your imagination.

Then one day, by some miracle, it happens.

You write a killer line that grows into a powerful scene. Your fingers are flying across the keyboard now that you're seeing how this could play out. Pride and passion pump through your veins, and you smile, remembering why you wanted to become a writer in the first place.

The scene ends.

It's perfect. Something you know the readers will love.

You click to begin the next chapter, but anxiety takes over when no ideas come-the small portion you were allotted spent-and the cycle of struggle starts all over again.