I’ve hit a wall, and it’s getting late.
Have nothing to write, but my streak is at stake.
Been thinking about it most of the day
It’s hard to believe I have nothing to say.
I think it’s time to close my eyes,
That idea seems oh-so-wise.
Perhaps I’ll dream through the night,
and wake with something new to write.
Rita DiCarne 
“Have nothing to write, but my streak is at stake.” – I think this perfectly describes my thought process every day. Every day I mostly felt like I had nothing to write about, but I couldn’t give up because I didn’t want to miss a day of writing. Thank you for sharing this slice!
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I wish I could write a poem like this when I have writer’s block! The tone is cheerful-despairing, exhausted-hopeful, deadened-creative.
I second Diane. So relatable!
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Wow-that’s impressive ☺️!
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I am impressed that your writer’s block produced a rhyming poem. 🙂
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Thanks!
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Been there, too. You still got a great post. Writing about having noting to write about is still writing.
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Even when you have “Writers Block” you come up with something to write! I love it! This is awesome!
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We can all relate.
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