Don't kid yourself. You can write.
If you mean you haven't been writing, or that it seems like the only writing are the poasts you
make on Mary, then I hear ya. Spending all day doing "tasks" and then spending the rest of the night
doing "other things" leaves precious little time to actually "write".
But you know what? Who the fuck cares? I keep my hand in doing the little writing I actually do,
and commit to fulfilling the writing obligations I've set for myself. In the end who wins?
I win. I've written what I said I'd write, and fuck the rest.
I read a book on writing once, Brenda Ulean or some other forgotten icon of the writing world. In
essence what she did was set the reader/student a task to write specifically at a certain time each
day. I hated that exercise, because I really enjoy writing at night. The exercise was set for first
thing when you wake up in the morning and I detested the exercise. Later in the book she switched
to afternoon. I hated it, but I did the exercise. Then later on she switched it to early evening.
Eventually she asked the student to write at night. But by the time I got to night I had gotten it.
Writers write. They don't need inspiration. Writers write. Oh, there certainly may be inspiration,
but it isn't what writers do -- writers aren't inspired -- writers write.
Writing poasts on Mary? Guess what? That makes you a writer, because you know why?
Can you guess?