Why Can’t I Write?
It’s a loaded question… for me, at least. Writing would usually just come so easily, I could sit down at six in the morning with my cup of coffee, one of my favourite pens (usually purple in colour), a blank page and just write for half an hour about anything and everything. Now, when I sit down at six in the morning, with one of my favourite pens (this morning, it was blue), with my coffee and a blank page……