I’ve spent about half an hour staring at the blank screen with no idea what to write. The other day my head was buzzing with ideas, but a series of things have driven them all out of my head.
In fact I’ve been wandering about in a bit of distractable fog with the attention span of a gnat for a couple of hours. This happens when my mind is trying to process something. Usually something challenging.
Certain types of stress can dry up my flow of words entirely. Or, at least limit me to staying within the bounds of direct reportage – which is why I’m telling you about my mental block!
I’m sure one day they’ll be able to tell you what stress hormone or other chemical suppresses the creative bits of the brain. For now I’ll just stick to being pleased that I put words on the page eventually.