By Hannah | A very confused Monday

Today I sat down to write something educational, enlightening, something that screams “Look at me, I know stuff!” And instead… I stared at my screen like it had personally offended me. Nothing. Not a single useful thought. Just vibes. Questionable ones.

Naturally, I panicked. “Am I out of ideas? Out of creativity? Is this it for me?”

This spiral reminded me of those poor authors who smash it with one brilliant debut, land on bestseller lists, get praised to the high heaven and then people expect them to do it again. Instantly. “No pressure”.

So they write book two, and everyone’s hyped, expecting another masterpiece.

And then they read it and go, “Sorry, who wrote this absolute nonsense? Is this the same person who made me cry on the train last year??”

Turns out, being brilliant on demand is hard.

Especially when there’s a deadline breathing down your neck and your brain’s gone into full “fight or flight” mode. Mine usually chooses “freeze” and sits in a corner eating crisps.

That’s the problem with creative work it doesn’t like being told what to do. You can’t schedule inspiration between 9 and 5. Some people thrive under pressure. Others, like me, want to disappear into a blanket burrito and wait for the urge to create to return… (naturally. Hopefully. Eventually).

I’d love to be a writer one day. But ideally, the kind who writes when they feel like it. Not when a deadline is looming like a tax audit.

Anyway, if you woke up thinking it was Friday and then realised it’s bloody Monday….same.

Let’s try again tomorrow.

Loads of luv

Hannah