I Can't Write

I can't write.

For as long as I can remember I saw myself as a writer, even if it wasn't going to be my primary occupation.  I don't know when it happened really, but somehow gradually I stopped writing.  I think it may be that the only thing in my adult life I have written is my father's obituary.

I have always been my father's daughter.  He was an author, and that's what I was going to be too.  I wrote and wrote in elementary school, then in middle school and then in high school.  It's like a piece of my identity is missing.

So here I sit to see if I can find some scrap of something worth saying.  And just like each day before, as my fingers touch the keyboard, nothing.