The worst thing to ever come over anyone is writer's block. It happens to almost everyone and for those it doesn't happen to, I hate you. Just kidding.

Recently, I have been struggling with writer's block and the only place it seems to not effect me is in my creative writing class where the gears are always turning. Our professor finds ways that make everything come so easily to me, or maybe it is just the atmosphere of the room, I don't know and I probably never will.

I can get so many ideas for articles or stories outside of class but as soon as I sit to type, nothing. I can stare at the screen and despise the blinking cursor. I can type a paragraph or two and absolutely hate it within a few minutes. I will erase it all and then I am back where I started - and idea I don't like and nothing to write about.

Writer's block has plagued me off and on for as long as I can remember and it hasn't been this bad in a long time. It is weird how one day it is there and then all of a sudden, you have too much going through your mind to just pick one thing. That feeling is always the best, when after days or weeks of writer's block, you are free from the cursed plague.

I go through stages where I can write and write and never get enough of it, but then there are the times when I can barely get a sentence I enjoy onto a piece of paper or typed into a document.

I am currently in the latter. This a darkness that plagues my brain, leaves it blank of all meaningful content to write. It is blank of characters and dialogue. Blank of things that could be helpful for articles or assignments.

I pray this plague will vacate my mind soon. I wish it upon no man.