Writer’s block? More like emotional block.

I don’t think I’m one of the people who get writer’s block. It’s not because I’m a creation machine that just spews out more words than I can count (Although, I do suck at math). It’s more because my perception of “writer’s block” might be different than the general view on it.

To me, a writer’s block is a literal block. You know, the kind of block that says: “Nope. Can’t write here… or there… or there… and not there either.”

^I’ve never had that. There’s been times where I’ve struggled with plot, or character building, or when I’ve written myself into a corner that I can’t see myself getting out of. There are also stories I’ve abandoned because of lack of interest or because it was too far gone to even save.

But an actual writer’s block? I’ve never really experienced.

Instead, I’ve had numerous times of “emotional blocks”. You know, the times where something in your life is so downright shitty that it just affects you so badly that it spews over into your writing.

It’s when you’re writing a love story, but you just went through a break-up. That isn’t easy.

Or when you’re writing a happy ending, but everything about you just seems sad.

Or my favorite, when you try to make a strong character that can overcome almost anything, then realize you just want to curl up under your blanket and cry because reality isn’t like your fictional world.

And it isn’t fair. At all.

Some people suggest to “write it out”, and I’ve tried. It turned into the most whiny poem ever, and it sucked so badly. I’ve tried urging on a chapter where I’ve had to delete all three thousand words because at the end of the second chapter my character was so depressed they just wanted to commit suicide, which didn’t fit into my plot at all.

For some, it might work. And to you, I have to say that I envy you.

The emotional block is my worst enemy. I simply can’t channel all that sadness and rage into my writing. And why should I? I don’t want it in my life. There’s no need to force my characters to endure it either—they get enough trouble from me already.

It goes the other way around, as well. When I won the Watty Awards, I was so happy and motivated that I simply HAD to write something. Which resulted in a scene, in the sequel where my characters shared a joyful moment, some extra powers were added—something I’m gonna pay for later as it’s a crucial plot hole—and all in all, everything was just freaking dandy. That didn’t quite fit into the situation my characters was in at the moment. Vega had just had a seizure like attack, and a magical Star Lion had to watch over her. Joshua and Eric was worried, and were about to embark on the next phase to take on the Black Holes for good. Yet, when the two guys formed a magical bond, Vega was laughing her ass off on the ground—despite the fact it was serious business.

Luckily, I had a friend, who helped me through it. My best friend actually. He’d grown somewhat attached to Joshua, and helped me calm down from my pink cloud of happiness. It’s not perfect still, but more to the point where I’d envisioned it.

My point is. If you’re a writer who can’t write anything at times in your life, then you have writer’s block. I’m not one of those. I’ve got the emo block instead.

You might be wondering why I say this now. And I can only say it’s because I’ve finally managed to return to my actual “good” state of mind. Now, if I just could battle my issues with procrastination—like this blog is—then I’d be all good to go.