This is a sign of my mind getting in the way.
If I'm ever sitting in front of a computer with no idea what to write next, I'm thinking too much. A great idea or scene will come as long as I write something. I've said it before, I write whatever comes into my head and worry about whether or not it makes sense later.
I type a sentence and it turns into a paragraph and then several pages. Even if I sit down with nothing in my head, I type and the scene kind of forms itself.
Writing is a release of trapped ideas, an expression of myself. I crack open my heart and pour it onto the page. To do this, I sometimes have to nudge my mind out of the way. Once the words start flowing, I get so sucked into creating I forget everything around me. *sigh* I love writing. It's always an adventure.
"Many people hear voices when no-one is there. Some of them are called mad and are shut up in rooms where they stare at the walls all day. Others are called writers and they do pretty much the same thing." ― Margaret Chittenden