When the Words Went Away

I’ve been writing and publishing books and short stories for more than ten years, and in all that time, I’ve never experienced ‘writer’s block’, that is, until now.

A little over a year ago, I started experiencing unpleasant symptoms and my usual method of ignoring them, and they will go away deserted me.

So, a trip to the doctor because of constant (and I MEAN constant) migraines found me taking meds for high blood pressure and supplements of vitamin deficiencies.


Progress was slow, and the cure was as bad as the disease for several months.

I’m doing much better now, thanks for asking, but not writing has taken its toll.

Inspiration has been thin and elusive.

An audiobook sits half-finished.

Two books wait for final editing.

Short story production stopped.

Short stories have been my salvation when things get complicated, so when the ideas dried up, I sank into depression (a place I hoped never to go back to).

The signs are positive. I reread the novella I wrote a year ago, and I enjoyed it very much. I’ll publish it very soon.

I’m not seeking any sympathy; there are others worse off than I. At the moment, there is storm damage all around us and some of my neighbours are without homes and many others have been without power in the middle of winter.

My purpose in writing this is just because I can. We have power and warmth (at least for the moment – another storm is approaching), and my mental and physical state is improving by the day.

I’m eager to dive back into the worlds I have created and see what will happen next.

If you have read this far, I thank you for your patience and attention, and I promise to return to what this blog has been about for all these years — shorts stories.


23 thoughts on “When the Words Went Away

  1. I am so sorry you had to go through that experience. I have suffered from migraines and I can sympathize. But mine didn’t last as badly as yours did. We will always be here whenever you’re ready. You’re worth the wait.

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  2. So good to read from you, Terry! A day at a time… Soon what’ll be left of the storm will be the gentle breeze… blowing your beautiful stories to lands far and wide… It’s not writer’s block… It’s gestation… Anxiously waiting for the birth…

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    • Beautiful words, thank you. The most recent storm turned out to be a lot of rain but not much wind. Some people (some of them fellow writers) are still without power from last weeks storm. They are bringing in the Army to help with the clean up so that should be fun.
      The sun is out today, and I watched a whole bunch of birds eat the seeds I put out this morning while my wife slept soundly. Life is good (if a little confusing, lol).

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  3. Well I never. I was just looking for you yesterday. I have never experienced anything like what you have gone through. All power to you, my friend. It’s times like this I don’t mind admitting that pavlova originated in… oh – doesn’t matter…

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  4. Whenever I go through similar spells, I force myself to write as badly as I can, and to publish said drivel. Worst case scenario, I’m humiliated by my latest post (which no one will care about). Best case? I get something out of it at least. Anyway, thanks for this post!

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    • Thank you for taking a moment to comment.
      I say I’ve never had writer’s block before, but of course, there have been times when I too have had to write and post even though I wasn’t motivated. I agree that this is a wise course. Someone wise said, “when your muse arrives she had better find you working,” and I agree.
      I’ve never been so unwell that I could not write. It was a new (and scary) experience. It went on for so long that I thought I may never write again — dramatic, I know, but the thought did cross my mind.
      This post was a celebration of sorts. I way to say to myself that I’m on the way back.
      I was very happy with my output just before this all kicked off and I’m wondering if I can get back to that level. Only time will tell.
      Thanks again for your input.
      May you never experience anything like this in your writer life.

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  5. Terry – I haven’t written squat myself and was pleasantly surprised to find your post when I logged on to WP for the first time in I don’t know how long. I’ve had writer’s block many times and the only way out is to get into a fistfight down by the docks. Can’t just be any bar. Must be dockside. I’m headed down to the waterfront myself this evening looking for trouble…

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    • Thanks kid. The ‘absence’ has been quite a bit longer than it looked. I had a rush of activity just before the lights went out, so there were stories lined up ready to go. I have to say that this ‘unwell’ period rattled me. Yet again (it happens a few times in your life if you live long enough) I have realised how precious some things are just because they were taken away. I am enjoying each day as a bonus. The juices are flowing (slowly), so I’m looking forward to seeing what happens next.
      Thank you again for your kind words.
      Keep on walking.


      • “Things come together, and they fall apart. And they come together again, and they fall apart again. It’s just like that…” Yup. As you say, live long enough, and you notice this. But you also notice and own the strength you develop along the way. If only all that character-building came at a lesser price! Wouldn’t that be nice? Sigh…

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