For the past six months I have been suffering from the most intense writers block I've ever experienced. I've never finished a novel, or written piles of short stories, but I've also never had a problem picking up a pen and putting something out there. My purse, person, and home have always been littered with scraps of paper covered with ideas, half-finished stories, or blips. Now, nothing. It's like I've forgotten to do it, or broken a habit.
My sister had a teacher who said "When you can't think of anything to write, just write "blah blah blah blah" over and over. For the past six months, when I even think about writing, "blah blah blah blah" overpowers any thoughts, ideas, and desire.
Someone I know has studied a bit of palm reading for fun, and apparently my palm would have you believe that I'm talented but not creative. If I put stock in palm reading, this would be an earth shattering tragedy. It did make me pause and consider. I've played the piano all my life, but I've never written any music. I've danced for forever, but have spent very little time choreographing. I love books, but I've always had a hard time committing to writing. Granted, these may just be areas I haven't spent time developing, but it's an interesting trend. Well, palm, I defy you! I will write! I will spend as long as I need developing ways to fight writers block. It will happen, and then I will eat ice cream.