The Farris-Wheel

Writer's Block

Hello everyone, anyone and most likely no one! Thank you for joining me today on the Farris-Wheel. A couple of days before I had decided to create this space, I wrote this piece as a journal entry. My friend and I had decided, several weeks ago, to share material and give each other feedback biweekly. I sat down at my desk with the intention of just writing. I wrote several paragraphs without any inspiration and they were horrendous. Needless to say, I wasn't pleased and the following entry came into existence.

I'm not one to be at a loss for words. I use to always know what to say and how I wanted to say it. Even now, as I am literally just trying to write anything, I'm struggling and, for lack of a better word, it's pretty shitty. I can remember in high school sitting down at the computer in the library, waiting for my mom to come and pick me up, and I would write. It was simple. Eloquently crafted sentences would come to mind and I would type them as if I was born to write. I don't know what happened. Where did I go wrong? Have I lost my creative nature? I hope to God that that is not the case. I don't know who I am if I am not creative. I've lost my flow, I suppose.

I guess that I have always taken my creative abilities for granted and, now, when I need them the most, I have nothing. I mean, I have ideas but no way to make them come to life. I use to be able to sit down and just write and I can't do that any more. What's wrong with me? I'm failing at the one thing that truly makes me happy in life and I just don't know what to do anymore.

Overthinking is my specialty. It ruins my life. When I overthink I'm unhappy and when I'm unhappy, I can't write and then It becomes this downward spiral that I can't escape. I like to overthink everything, including this sentence, which makes me unhappy. See? It's a never ending cycle that drives me insane.

Writing is something that I would like to do for the rest of my life. It gives me an escape into a world entirely of my own. I'm struggling to create the escape I need. My mind is my own worst enemy and also my grammar. My grammar is terrible.

I hope that the next time that I sit down to write, meaning tomorrow, I'll be able to jot down something other than just my primary emotions but, rather, actually come up with something that I can be proud of. Something that will create that escape that I so desperately need. Wish me luck.

It's quite a funny thing because I AM proud of this piece. I typed this so quickly because it was 100% true. I do also have to say that I am incredibly happy that I've made this blog, even if I'm all alone here. This is my own world, my escape. I hope that you've enjoyed your ride on the Farris-Wheel. If you would like to submit a question for a future advice blog please email me at . Also, don't forget to follow me on the social meeds @kaylafarris0516 everywhere. Bah bye!