For the past hour, I’ve been trying to write something funny - the way I used to write, the way a couple of years ago I could sit myself down and write a bunch of one-liners one after another, after another. This was my identity, the guy that can write funny shit. And now I don’t. I got nothing. I got this blank textbox staring me in the face. It... - http://ernie.tumblr.com/post...
Comedy is therapy. I make jokes for my own sanity. Just don't obsess about the unfixable and you'll do fine. Oh yeah, and never forget you have friends.
- jr conlin
I faced something similar when my blog died its protracted death. Creativity is its own punishment. Having a creative outlet is so incredibly awesome that you can put up with a lot of really hair-raising crap, and then when you suddenly don't have that outlet anymore, hair-raising crap just piles up. This is especially horrible when the reason you don't feel like creating is because you're too stressed out -- how do you decompress when your favorite stress reliever is causing you more stress? Me, I start projects I never finish. Doesn't really work, but it helps some.
- jrhyley