THE THREE C’S: CANDID CONVERSATIONS WITH CEE | In A Reading & Writing Funk

Guys, I am in a reading and writing funk. Also known as writer’s/reader’s block.

It is THE WORST.

When I’m in a funk, I can’t do anything. The symptoms are: lack of motivation, prone to distraction, texting BFF “I am soooo bored”/feeling extreme boredom when there are actually things to do, favorite books (that have been read multiple times) aren’t appealing OR continually reading the same book over and over again, finding other means of distraction (all of which are not productive), the mere sight of a book distresses you. The list goes on.

I hate when this happens.

I can’t bring myself to read any books or write anything. Writing this goddamn post about my “funk” was extremely hard. (Well, kind of.) See, I said there was a possibility that I would have this written, but I didn’t think I would actually type it up AND make a graphic for this discussion post. Imagine my surprise (or delight?) when I actually did it. (Does this mean I’m slowly coming out of my funk?) BUT, reviews, letters to, cover change discussion is at a standstill. I have two books I’ve already read, but reviews are not happening. I really want to type up my thoughts, but there’s roadblock in my brain with a sign that says “do not trespass or we will hurt your brain.” (Who’s the we? No idea, but I’m respecting the sign.) What I want to say is not being expressed onto the page.  That usually occurs every time I write a review, but it feels ten times worst when I’m in a funk. I’m sure whatever’s causing my funk is laughing in joy at my expense whilst twiddling its thumb, if it had any.

I have things I should be doing, but nope, those things are not happening. 

Right now, I continue to maintain this attitude.

You know what I do want to read? Fanfiction. And you know what I blame? Pacific Rim. I have devoted all my energy in fangirling the hell out of that movie on Tumblr, that maybe that has physically and mentally exhausted me from actually writing and reading? That’s possible right? (Or it could be that I haven’t been outside in a week, how the hell did that happen?)

Anything truly productive, I don’t want to do it. I wander aimlessly through the internet, searching for something that’ll break me out of this spell. 

I think I’m slowly coming out of it, but I’m probably jinxing myself.

What do you tend to do when you’re in a funk? How do you snap yourself out of it? Tell me. Share me your secrets!