Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Writers Block

They say I'm a writer, and supposedly a good one. But right now I hardly feel like one at all. 

See, I'm supposed to write this short story for class.

Fine, no problem!

However this particular professor is very picky, and for some reason he has me feeling as if nothing I write is going to be good enough.

Doesn't exactly encourage nor does it inspire.

Besides the hurdle of getting into the spirit of writing, I have nothing to write about.

Oh sure I have endless ideas for stories, I could easily write them, but none of them are professor approved. He claims we haven't experienced enough in our young age to write anything about sadness, loss, tough decisions and anything to do with death. And the fact that my life, at the young age of 21, has experienced so much of that, I am literally left with nothing else to write about.

I'm torn between what I know best, and what the professor wants us to write about. 

How do you explain to someone that despite your age you've experienced far more loss, pain and suffering than most? How do you explain the events that have brought you here are the things you want to write about most, so you can help those who have been through it find their way out like you did?  

It's tough.

So here I sit, blogging about it 
(which by the way my prof hates blogging and any form of online writing, thanks for that)

Do you think I could just collect all my old posts from my previous blog and put them into a collection, possibly a memoir of sorts in journal form?? 

Even so, I wonder what that would look like......


Lynnette

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