Captain's Corner: Beating off Writer's Block


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“I have no idea what I want to talk about today, so I’m just going to start typing until an idea hits me….nothing……nope….still nothing. Aggggggggggggggggggg.”

That is the first draft of my column for this week. I typed that Friday, Feb. 1, trying to get a head start on my work for this week. I managed to get about 10 percent of my work done that I had planned to get ahead on. In fact, it’s Monday, and I’m still procrastinating on the Math and Spanish homework that I have to complete.

And now it’s Tuesday at 5:59 p.m. and I still have no idea what I want to write about. Welcome to the creative process.

I’m not sure I’ve ever been this stuck about what to write.

Usually I just walk around until I think of something clever, someone suggests something I think I can work with or something happens that really grinds my gears.

That was an original concept of this editorial, to just write about whatever was particularly obnoxious to me at the time.

But I decided that I didn’t want to be that negative. I decided I didn’t want to focus my energy on simple complaining.

It would have been far easier. There are a lot of things that annoy me. I would have had a lot of material.

It is easy to write something you feel strongly towards. If I am particularly motivated, I can churn out pages of material pretty quickly.

Right now though, I don’t feel particularly strongly about anything. I am content. Everything is going pretty well, I have my health, and things are looking brighter. I am about to head into the great unknown of the post-graduation, but I am not worried. I’m not scared. I’m not exactly ready to go, but I know that it’s time for things to change.

I suppose, now, that I know the message I’d like to send.

It’s important to find peace with your situation, to not let yourself get too stressed out. I know I did, especially towards the end of Fall semester, and I should have known better. I should have known everything would work out in the end.

Just like this column. I have been stressed all day because I couldn’t think of anything to talk about. I’m 390 words in, and I’m not even sure this column should go to print. No idea if it’s worth the time I’m taking to type it. Not to mention the more I actually write about it possibly being trashed, the less likely it won’t be.

However, I think that is worth something in itself. I know we all worry about our homework assignments, wondering if we’ll get a good enough grade on them.

Here is a comforting thought. If I can print this in a college newspaper, you probably don’t have to worry that much about your next essay.

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