Writer’s Block

To write is a presumptions thing. These written words declare that what I think matters enough to justify the time you generous people take to read my words. I shame myself with my own audacity and narcissistic insistence “my voice matters.” The pressure to be relevant, to be unique, to connect, to make sense, to not be crazy. That is a lot of pressure. Sometimes I fail. Sometimes the absurdity of making that declaration overwhelms my impulse to write, or edit for public consumption, or expose my thoughts. Thank you for your patience. Luckily, I am a presumptions person. With enough time my doubt is always overwhelmed by this compulsion to tell my story.

me and my significant other, being adorable

Kaytlin and this amazing Irishman she picked up one day.


Also, I’ve been really busy. Falling in love.

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2 Responses to Writer’s Block

  1. Of course writing is presumptuous. It’s an audacious, egotistical exercise in the belief that you have something to say that is so important, so vital to humanity, that they should take the time to read/listen to you.

    Two addends, however:

    1. Writing/original storytelling is hard work. There is both art and craft to doing it well and that, alone, keeps many people from doing so.

    2. Luckily, for as long as there have been audacious, egotistical people who have written, there have been people willing to read. Eager to read, in fact.

    Kurt Vonnegut started off his Eight Rules for Writing Fiction with the best suggestion for helping writers to keep their egos in check. It’s one my wonderful wife highlighted for me a while back.

    “Use the time of a total stranger in such a way that he or she will not feel the time was wasted.”

    You have a great gift for clarity and for honesty. Keep telling your story.

  2. Struggling Comic #00247185 says:

    “With enough time my doubt is always overwhelmed by this compulsion to tell my story.”

    That’s how you know you’re alive. Because of compulsions. Things your body tells you to do, even if you don’t want to. I think that’s what being an artist is all about. It’s a lifelong fight to stop fighting your compulsions. Being the perfect artist happens when you are fully yourself.

    That’s not easy. But keep being arrogant. Keep getting onstage. Keep writing this blog. Use the tools you have for your search, and mark the trail so it’s a little easier for the next person. A blog like this isn’t just bullshit arrogance – it’s a note saying “you’re not alone” to someone who reads it 10 years from now.

    I mean, it’s bullshit arrogance, too….but not JUST that. : )

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