Dear Writer's Block . . .

If you’re a writer, do you carry around a notepad? You should.

I keep a small notebook handy to jot down ideas, bits of overheard conversations, interesting names, intriguing billboard messages, names of streets or towns, and anything that catches my fancy or sparks my imagination. I’ve been able to create scenes from snippets I’ve written down in my little 4.5 x 3.25 inch composition book.

I was looking through my little notebook today and came across a letter I’d written to the dreaded writer’s block. It made me chuckle, and I decided to share it with you.

Dear Writer’s Block,

Thank you for stopping by today. I appreciate your urge to tell me that I don’t have the talent to write another book. Thanks for reminding me of that. (Insert sarcastic snicker here.)

Now that we’re having this conversation, I’ve decided that we should call off our relationship. You are too high maintenance for my temperament. You are also a liar. My writing therapist says you’ve been filling my head with matters that are neither true nor important.

You are a manipulator, Writer’s Block. Despite your best efforts, I will continue to write because of my desire to communicate, to assure people that they’re not the only one who feels “that way,” and to discover more about the human spirit and the power of love. I also believe that by developing my craft, I will move forward in my calling, despite your lack of support.

And so, Writer's Block, this is it. I will no longer allow you to sidetrack my writing efforts. Goodbye, adios, auf wiedersehen, ciao, viso gero, sayonara -- and if you don't understand my sentiment in any of those languages, then let me give it to you simply: don't let the door hit you where the good Lord split you!

Very truly your Ex-Friend,

Megan