My inner critic who had begun piping up about how hopeless I was and how I didn't know to write.

I decided to write about the myths of divorce.

For a long period in my life - it lasted about 10 years - I had writer's block.

In the back of my mind was the constant hankering, almost yearning, to write but something always stopped me in my tracks. Or if I did find my way to put a pen to paper or finger on a keyboard I'd give up after a few minutes. I'd find other things to do: Anything but writing.

If you really want to write, then shut yourself in a room, close the door, and WRITE. If you don't want to write, do something else. It's as simple as that.

My biggest excuse to others and myself was that I had writer's block, as if it was some kind of illness.