Writer's Block

 I strained my creativity by graduating from Sarah Lawrence College, where papers take the place of tests. Strained as in pulled, as in sore, as in recovery time needed. Since a playwriting doctor didn't yet exist (it does now, trademark), my rehabilitation time was TBD. Now, one full year after the big day, I am just getting the proverbial twitches in my fingertips. It isn't that college broke my spirit, but rather broke my need to write. I was never a graphaphobe but I've been known to have more TO-DO lists than TO-DOs. I have decided to start this blog to start to define myself as a writer, a twenty something, and as a mind in the 21st century.