When a writer sits at the computer and the words just will not come we call it writer’s block. Something I have dealt with many times as all writers do. Once I even found this cute piece of flair on a site that defined writer’s block as, “when characters get fed up with all you put them through and go on strike”. It’s a perfectly excusable understandable experience for one to go through writer’s block. But what about in life when we just can no longer seem to find the words?

With now two blogs I find it very difficult to do the one thing my mother has said I have never had a problem doing- talking. Essentially that is what a blog is. One is talking on paper about their day or a particular subject. Well, this is rather hard for me to do on a daily basis. Perhaps it is because there is no one to feed off of as with conversation. Or maybe it is more that I am concerned as to how others may interpret what I say. Not that I generally mind what others think but I do generally try not to tick someone off by misinterpretation. (To translate if I want to say something to offend you I try to do so in a way that there is NO question what so ever.)

Not long ago I sent emails to a couple of people I had not heard from in quite some time. Why email and not just pick up the phone and call? Because the words just won’t come. Sometimes there are times when opening ones mouth and uttering simple words to another human being can be nearly impossible.

Why is communication easier when we don’t actually have to involve another person?