Blogging about not blogging

I'm going to tackle a theory I think only I am suffering from. Does nearly a three year writer's block exist? Or am I, lets be honest, kidding myself?

Before I started my oh-so-useful-and-expensive Creative Writing DEGREE, I used to write short stories, wobbly poems and endless articles. I then started my degree, spent the first year writing odds and ends in between my course requirements and then all seemed to die out. Literally. Oh, I was still writing, but nothing that I wasn't absolutely supposed to do to gain marks. It was like the ideas part of my mind had been given a damp blanket and the kindling fire went out. No more ideas. No more writing. I was hoping that after graduating, with all the pressure to write something decent off my back, it would all come tumbling out again. But so far, no such luck.

It's like every idea I think of (for there have been one or two, I'll admit it) there is a little Idea Marshall stopping me with a quick 'thats just not good enough, soldier' and the idea fizzes out into nothingness.

Oh dear.

So, here I am. Blogging about not blogging. Because, my dears, every idea I think might be any good, gets turned around in my sad little mind and undermined. (oooh...)

But maybe this will help, maybe I'll stop worrying and just, for the hell of it, write my ideas as they come no matter what that stupid bloke in my head says (what's he doing there anyway? Surely there are better minds to worry about - there are not and don't call me Shirley) and let you all judge me accordingly. No one ever got anywhere worrying what other people thought, right?

Shame. I blame my degree. HA! £22,000 later and she blames the degree for not writing.. jesus...