Every day I think of writing. Every. Damn. Day. The writing I would like to do is to tell all the stories that swirl around in my head. Short stories, novels, plays...sometimes things come to me in entirety...a whole plot. Usually in the shower. If only I could get out, dry off, and write them down!!
The problem, can you eliminate what gets in the way of your writing?, is a bit harder, because it has to do with my procrastination if I really pare it down. I mean, I could talk about my hands and how hard it is some days to do anything with them at all, but so what? It is just what it is. I have to start doing things in spite of. So, the answer to this part of the writing prompt is simple: I have to just plant my butt in the chair and write. Period.
