I’ve been around on this super-sized sphere of sh!t for many a year now, and I’ve seen a few things, I really have. Thing is, I’ve always wanted to talk about what I’ve seen and done. I’ve never been one to keep my feelings to myself on matters concerning the world at large, or my large part of the world, or anyone elses less significant parts of the world, or…. You get my drift, I’m sure.
I’m not a prollific writer. Not by anyone’s standard, not prollific at all, but I have never had an issue with written communication. I write for work, I write for pleasure and, for the last year I’ve been writing for an online community.
And this is where the problem lies. Not with work, that’s another thing altogether… Not with pleasure and not with the magical world that is the internet and in particular not the bit that hangs around the retroremakes part of the internet. The problem is with the writing.
Never before has the desire to sit down in front of my PC and tap away until something at least barely legible has appeared on the screen before me, been further away. It’s not the subject matter I’m having problems with. It’s affecting everything I love to write or write about. Gaming, coding, life, the kids, the wife, even ME! It’s a classic case of bloody writers block and I’m not happy about it.
So, I need to get on my backside and start sorting my life out! Well, the bit of my life involving the writting of things to be written.
And it starts here!