I think the worst feeling a writer could feel is “uninspired”.
I hate this feeling. I hate the fact that I cannot form a proper beautiful sentence in my head. I hate it I can’t find beauty in anything that I see. I hate being uninspired.
Blessed Sacrament. Beach, ocean, sea, water, a cup of coffee, raindrops in the morning, cool morning breeze, foggy weather. These inspire me the most. Maybe I should order one of these. I
Another month came by and I haven’t finish any chapter since the first chapter. Every chapter that I wrote so far is left hanging.
I hate being uninspired.