You stop dead midsentence and ask yourself, “What the hell am I doing?”
You feel an enormous amount of emotions emerging and can’t take it.
You write about things you want to get off your chest, but only get so far, as it brings up things you don’t want to deal with, so you stop.
You hear voices telling you, “You can’t write that, and you don’t.”
You are told, “Write something else, nobody wants to read that stuff.”
You have all these ideas on how to go deep into your writing and then you freeze up after a paragraph or two.
You clean off your desk so you can have a clean space to get down to the business of writing.
You leave your sacred writing space to walk the cat!