Today (I wrote this text on the 6th of October, 2025), I wanted to write something that would inspire you, but I did not know what.
When I realized that, I said to myself, “Shut up and write,” and that’s how the title and first sentence of this post appeared. This post is about the joy of writing, the struggle with writer’s block, and the importance of self-expression. I believe it is hard to create something out of nothing. We can compose, paint, play, draw, and so on. Also, we can write. For me, writing whatever I want is one of the most tremendous activities I can do. Perhaps only walking is equal to it. I love transforming my thoughts into written words. It makes me feel alive, again, like walking. I write, therefore I am.
By writing, I am constantly proving myself, I still have something to say, even if I haven’t written anything profound in my life, and perhaps I would never do it.
Still, it is the act of creating that counts. I write for the sake of writing. I write because it gives me joy. It proves to me I am a thinking creature, who wants something more from life than eating and shitting like most of the animals. Also, I want to leave behind something for posterity. I have no doubts that in the future centuries people will be curious and will want to know how people lived in the third decade of the XXI century, at the beginning of the era of the Internet. Am I a writer?
Yes, I am like most other people who transform their thoughts into written words.
I want to prove I haven’t lived in the dark ages when a relatively small number of texts appeared. I want to show that even if I did not have anything special to say, like in today’s post, I am still keen to try, even if I struggle with writer’s block. If you doubt your writing skills, my Dear Friend, please tell yourself, “Shut up and write” like I did today.
