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I sat down to write this post and got halfway through it and decided there was no fluidity, no form, no voice, and the whole thing was crap. It’s writer’s block and it terrifies me. As someone who thrives on feeling productive, knowing that I just scrapped an hour’s worth of work makes me feel helpless and worthless.
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