I’ve been trying to write this blog post all day but the words wouldn’t come.
I know all writers have experienced writer’s block and know what a horrible feeling it is.
I know some folks deny there’s any such thing as writer’s block, that professional writers can’t afford it. And they DO have a point.
But sometimes the words hover just out of reach. They peek around the corner then run screaming.
An hour ago I realized what was wrong: I had writer’s block because I wanted to write something else! My muse wanted to work on the murder mystery I’m writing, but I NEEDED to write nonfiction.