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How I Lost - And Found - My Love for Writing



For all the writers currently stuck in writer’s block - I was (or well, was) in the same boat not so long ago. And believe me when I say: not being able to write when you used to do so beautifully is sickening. That thought alone contributes massively to writer’s block.

Most of you probably know that I was caught up with exams - the pressure of board exams - for the entirety of last year. I was completely out of touch with writing.
As soon as boards ended, I remember sitting down, eager to finally write something good… and everything I came up with sounded so bad that it killed my motivation. It felt like my ability to produce original thoughts had vanished, and my creativity felt completely drained. The only proof that I’d once been a writer were poetry pieces and my unfinished novel from when I was just 12 to 14. I couldn’t believe that I had written those.

I kept trying - and failing - to write something “good.” That failure served as a constant reminder that I was losing the one thing I had always been passionate about. For some reason, I couldn’t remember what had first drawn me into the world of writing in the first place.

But all of that changed this past week.
I realized something had to shift - not my writing ability, but the way I viewed writing.
The thing that had been hurting my love for writing the most? The pressure I was putting on myself: to write for a deadline, to write for someone else, instead of for myself - like I used to.

When I was younger, writing was an outlet for me - a way to pour bottled-up emotions into a medium that others could understand. That’s why my older pieces still feel authentic today - because they were raw, honest, and for me.
These days, though, I’d caught myself writing only because I “needed” to post on Instagram, or because I “needed” a piece for my blog - never for myself.

So I went back to what first sparked my love of writing: fanfiction.
Fanfiction helped me because when you write it, you only need to focus on the important, emotional, and interesting parts of the story - with characters you already know and love. That makes the entire process fun again - not stressful or daunting.
That’s what I’ve been doing recently, and honestly? My creativity is rising again, and my eagerness to write is coming back - and I’ve never felt happier about writing than I do right now.

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