Talk to a motivational speaker and he'll tell you writer's block doesn't exist, that it's just apathy, or lethargy, or laziness. But what does he know? He's paid to speak, not to write. Now, if you were to ask me, I'd tell you from experience that it does exist. Oh, does it ever. And just to beat a dead horse here, how would I know writer's block exists? Because I've got it.
It's irritating since I'm under deadlines to produce. I've got my regular contributions to Darkwater Syndicate and some other writing projects -- not least of which is the Gullwing sequel. On that topic, the frustrating thing is that I get ideas all the time. I'm never at a loss for good scenes to include in the novel, the hard part is putting them together in a way that makes sense. It's like putting together a 1,000-piece jigsaw puzzle without knowing what the finished puzzle is supposed to look like -- or knowing whether you've got all the pieces to begin with.
Bear with me, this'll pass. All traffic lights turn green eventually. Except maybe for those ones that constantly flash yellow. Even so, occasionally people roll through those when nobody's around -- not that I'm condoning that, of course.