I Cannot Brain Today. I Have The Dumb.

When the writing just will not happen.

You guys ever have Those Days when you’re writing?

You sit down all ready to write, and half an hour later you have the titles and first four words of four different articles. And for the actual life of you, you cannot, cannot, CANNOT get to the fifth word.

Wut. Is This. Bullshittery.

Now, I’ve read a lot of excellent articles, particularly by Kristina God, Ayodeji Awosika, and Tim Denning about how when you decide to only work when you’re inspired, this shit is not gonna work out for you.

If you want to make it as a writer, you sit down, you ignore the block, and you effing write. And this makes entire amounts of sense! If you are languishing on a fainting couch, mournfully gazing out into the rain because your Muse has forsaken you and the Great American Novel that is legit the first thing you’ve ever written just will not come…yeahhhh no.

Don’t get me wrong, I love a good fainting couch! But they are for swooning onto dramatically when something unexpected happens in Bridgerton. They are not for making silly excuses about one’s muse.

You are misusing the Sacred Fainting Couch, GOD COULD YOU NOT.

Anyway.

I tried to write, again, four different articles today. On completely different subjects. And when I hit the fifth word, my brain blew a big fat raspberry and made silly faces at me.

*pinches nose and inhales*

And I have decided that when you are not precisely at the point of tears because your brain has the dumb, but you can see that point approaching in the distance, you are allowed to declare a Cannot Brain Day.

So if you’re having a similar day, or have had one in the past or will have one in the future, I give you permission to give up for the moment, go back to Bridgerton, and allow your brain its victory. You can pick up those articles later, when you no longer have The Dumb.

*narrows eyes threateningly* but don’t you dare misuse the Fainting Couch.