Writer’s Block

Last night I was having severe writer’s block. I could not think of any new material for anything. Nothing for my novels-in-progress. Nothing for my poems. No new short stories. No new articles. I was certainly in a rut. So, as frustrated as I was, I slammed my journal shut and went to bed well after midnight. Normally I am not an early riser, but I woke up early enough in the morning to see the most beautiful sunrise. Perhaps it was a gift from God. Perhaps it was just a coincidence. Whatever the case, that sunrise became my inspiration for an hour. I now have three new poems! Whether it was fate intervening or just how the day was suppose to play out, my bad case of writer’s block has vanished.


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