The Habit Called I Don’t Have Anything to Say

Sitting down with an intention to write triggers a response that feels like the theater house lights just came down. Suddenly a black rectangle shows up in front of my mind’s eye and I have been struck dumb, sans idea, sans thought.  If this is a matter of habitual response to a trigger, what do I do to establish a new habit? Can it be a simple has replacing that image of a black triangle with a white one, or a yellow one, or a scintillating neon one?Read More »