I have a problem with writer’s block. Recently, no matter how hard I try, I struggle with this problem and cannot seem to overcome it.
Of course, it is probably stress from various facets of my life manifesting themselves in my writing. School is over and I’m going back home, and I hope to get some new inspiration there. I’ve found that whenever I move, I get to see things with new eyes.
But it is quite frustrating when you look at a poem you just wrote and think, “Oy. That is worse than the stuff I wrote in high school.”