Writers Block Is A Conflict Between Shame And A Desire For Honesty

The block isn't your enemy. There is a certain kind of silence only writers know. The one that rests on your keyboard with your hands hovering through the keys, yet no words on your screen. Your mind whispers ideas but for some reasons you can't just seem to pen something down. We call it writers block. As if it's some external wall that restricts us from touching our words.It has happened to me a lot of times. Sometimes it takes days and I'm still not over the block. I think I'm currently in the block of one insight lol. But truthfully, most of the time it's not a wall it's a wound.And maybe shame. The shame of being seen truthfully for your own words. The shame of being misunderstood.And that's why you've been thinking about that one topic for 2 months, and you are still sitting like an iroko tree, while others are writing the most unfiltered things and getting the recognition. You go tey for there Sha. It's the shame of not writing beautifully enough. Shame of writing what is true. Because real writing demands honesty and honesty is unfiltered, expensive and challenging. It asks for your pride and demands that you naked your words, to lay them bare before strangers who may never fully understand you. You know we are about to have a mini long read when I want to deliver you from your writers block. So I would hold your hands and say this. Honesty is a product every writer must be able to afford, and the currency is your mindset and decision. Sometimes the writers block is asking " wetin dey worry this one sef?". Because it is on it's own, but you are too poor of honesty. You no get the currency for naked words and you dey blame writers block. Oya nau my gee your mind go dey. <blockquote>Inspiration na water and wetin people sef go think or talk na water. My gee one must defeat the other ooo! </blockquote> Not to be rude, but between the desire for honesty and the fear for exposure is where the war begins. You tell yourself you just need enough inspiration, maybe if you scroll a little, keep researching or take a walk, the words will come. But deep down you know it isn't inspiration you are missing, it is permission. Permission to tell the truth because you feel your truth might make you weak, or bitter, or broken. And who wants to be that writer, right?. The one whose inks bleeds on her page while others seem to flow through metaphors effortlessly. You edit thoughts before they are even written....lmaooo. Hey Shame and honestly can't co-exist peacefully.Shame says " don't write, what will they think".Honesty says " write that is the only thing that is real". This is crazy, because aren't we writing so people think, and so we hear their thoughts or feedback? Writers block dey craze! Art doesn't survive where pretending lives. Be real.Most times we keep failing because the heart knows what it wants to say but the mind keeps interrupting. Thinking about reactions, likes, share, views. Rest all those worries should come after writing. Maybe when you stop performing for the invisibile crowd and start writing for the ones who get it, the ones who also stare at blank pages, who also hide behind "draft saved" messages, then we would be better. Every writer you admire has been there. Some days require silence, and some?, they require your honesty to win. Abeg release that draft 🤲🏿. Is this your sign? Yes." I will write is anyways," thats the spirit joor!And when you finally do, you realize the writers block was never the enemy . It was your truth waiting for you to be brave enough to embrace it. Thank you for reading and I hope your subscription is worth it 🤍🍃.

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