I feel like I’m looking down into the abyss. I wouldn’t call this Writer’s Block, this is more like Writer’s Doubt. I looked for some new blogs to follow, preferably from Glasgow/Scotland and found myself reading some of the best writing I’ve read in years. It was so nice and interesting to read and now I’ve gone back to my own blog and my writing seems, at best, infantile. I have already admitted I have been quite lazy with my writing but I’m starting to feel like I’m not a writer at-all, especially next to these people.
So I thought, no, I’ll prove myself wrong, I’ll write something worthwhile that proves to myself that I am a writer and a good one at that but my mind is drawing a blank. All I can think right now is of how much I really hate my own writing at this very moment in time. I was tempted to delete all of my previous posts and start again, something more mature and interesting but I decided against it and hoped that this would be a temporary case of serious doubt.
I have no drive to write at the moment and I have just finished writing what I want to be writing about in the future and it all sounds so lame now. It’s been a long time since I doubted my abilities but right now, it’s all I can do.