At the heart of writer’s block is procrastination. We avoid doing something now by claiming we will do it later. The Atlantic has an article on the topic and possible cures here: … it/379142/


The study’s results seem a bit different from that described above, so you might want to read it. Here is that study:

–Mike Perry

It’s as natural as breathing.

“We have a task before us which must be speedily performed. We know that it will be ruinous to make delay. The most important crisis of our life calls, trumpet-tongued, for immediate energy and action. We glow, we are consumed with eagerness to commence the work, with the anticipation of whose glorious result our whole souls are on fire. It must, it shall be undertaken to-day, and yet we put it off until to-morrow, and why?” --From “The Imp of the Perverse.”

Poe gives the answer: perverseness. Or, as he might say were he alive today, “self-hatred.” Nothing’s more human. Freud called it the death wish. No reason to be surprised. It’s just that old procrastination, masturbation, and fear of castration blues.

My solution is to show up at the same place and time I’ve set aside to write. The only thing I force myself to do is to stay seated. I wait for an hour or for boredom to win out. I don’t think I’ve ever gone the whole hour without typing something.