Writer’s Block

Dun dun duuun!
Blank.
Blank.
Blank.
Blank blank blank blank blank.
? Well, I’ve got a blank space baby…?

This is so annoying.

Guys, my characters have abandoned me. My words are on vacation. Absent without leave. Come back, vocabulary! You can’t leave me like this ?. What am I supposed to do now?

…

Two hours later…
Instagram is from the devil.

I’ve been trying to write a post for two weeks now. Could it be that I have run out of content? Has my brain turned to mush? Is nothing interesting happening in my life? I think I’m sick.
…

Half an hour later…
Damn you, Instagram!

I really need to write something to get me out of this funk.
Hmm… there’s a spot on my wall. Is that new? Has it always been there? I need to pay more attention.
…

It’s been four hours, Mark. Not to mention it’s been two weeks. Just give up. Today is not the day that you write a profound blog post. ?

Get thee behind me, Satan!

…

Oh me, oh my! Is that a story forming? Are the creative looms in my head taking strands of thought and weaving them into intricate designs to create … Crap! That’s just my tummy demonstrating the ferocious intensity of a Siberian tiger’s roar. It’s not hunger, guys. I think I really am sick.

…

WebMD says I’m dying. That should make for an interesting post. This post has been written by a ghostwriter. Boo!

…

Writer’s block is the worst.