I’m staring at three half-written blog posts about Important Copywriter Topics, but can’t quite bring myself to finish them.

It’s been a tough couple of weeks, the brain feels like it’s stuffed with cotton balls, and I’m yawning uncontrollably.

It’s time for the Friday Face Plant.

Ironically, the concept of writer’s block has generated more words than all other subjects save love, politics and fly fishing, yet little has been written about Weary Writer Syndrome - the fugue state where you look and act like a functioning human being, but can barely tie your own shoes without assistance.

Combine Weary Writer with Writer’s Guilt - where you feign hyper-productivity to escape the accusation that you basically lie around the house all day in filthy pajamas - and the results are horrifying: split infinitives, passive voice, obsessive blog entries, and run-on sentences a tripping acid/meth freak would enjoy.

Eventually, you abandon all pretense of erudition, brain function slows, intelligence fades, and you come to a couple weeks later having just written (on spec) a user guide for a piece of software released a decade ago.

Resistance is Futile. Or is it?

I write for a living, and while it’s hard to imagine a better job, some days it’s also hard to imagine writing another word.

If that happens on a Friday, I take the afternoon off. Sometimes I fly fish (hence my Trout Underground fly fishing blog), sometimes I hike, and sometimes I get horizontal on the couch.

So it’s Friday. Chandler says it’s OK to take the afternoon off. What do you do?

[tags]writing, copywriting[/tags]