This Excerpt from Kafka’s Diaries is a Testament to Showing Up No Matter the Pain
Kafka’s Diaries: a Testament to the Pain of Not Writing and Showing Up Anyway
For every writer that parades claiming he writes 3,000 words every day, there is an army of writers struggling most of the time to even write one word on the page, let alone be happy with it.
Matt Haig’s tweet about Kafka Diaries opened my eyes in a whole different way and it felt that it should be Archive here, to go back to it whenever in doubts (until the paper copy arrives).
- January 20. The end of writing. When will it take me up again?
- January 29. Again tried to write, virtually useless.
- January 30. The old incapacity. Interrupted my writing for barely ten days and already cast out. Once again, prodigious efforts stand before me. You have to dive down, as it were, and sink more rapidly than that which sinks in advance of you.
- February 7. Complete standstill. Unending torments.
- March 11. How time flies; another ten days and I have achieved nothing. It doesn’t come off. A page now and then is successful, but I can’t keep it up, the next day I am powerless.