Writer’s block

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Last night I listened to a podcast by London Real, talking to Seth Godin, they briefly discussed about writers block. According to Seth, there’s no such thing as writer’s block. A writer’s block can only set in if you have the pressure to write something good. 

I’m borrowing this idea from Seth! I have no readers, I’m going to write bad, with errors and keep doing it till my writing  gets better. I will have thousands of badly written blog posts along with  a few masterpieces in between! 

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