The GeekHiker

I should have gone into more detail about 1Cent’s visit, but it seems I’ve been hit with another bout of writers block lately.  I keep trying to put my finger on exactly why, but to no avail.

Maybe it’s just stress, but I used to write as a way to relieve stress.  Maybe it’s because more people in real life know who I am, particularly after my travels, but then I remind myself that they were people I came to know because of the writing I did.  Maybe it’s because, while I’m unemployed, writing seems like a luxury and triviality which, given that one can’t realistically search for work during every waking minute, seems downright silly.

It’s not like I don’t have things to write about.  I could be writing about local trails, or my travels, domestic and international.  I could be writing about nature issues, like the recent report about Yosemite a few days ago, or about geeky stuff, like the fact that Doctor Who has just come back on.  I could be writing about 1Cent, the most awesome and amazing woman who has come into my life and all the good and happiness that comes from that.

So, what’s stopping me?

Well, I’m not exactly sure, but I have a theory.

The theory goes like this: there’s a single event that’s blocking my creativity, like a cork prevents good wine from escaping the bottle. I haven’t written about it because I’ve been afraid to write about it, afraid to face it, afraid that it might bring to the surface emotions I may not want to experience again. Whenever I think about writing about anything else, though, my mind ends up going back to that single event.  Writing these last two posts has been more through sheer force of will.  Usually, because of my fears, I’ve generally ended up writing nothing at all lately.

So, my theory goes, perhaps it’s time to tackle that fear.

It’s time to write about Dublin.