So what happens when I have been asked to keep something really important as a secret?
Simple. Writer's block.
Although, I don't know if writer's block is the accurate term. My fingers so desperately want to tap out long sinewy sentences about the juicy details of that which resides in my brain, but my frontal lobe knows better: BLOCK! This is a secret. It must be kept quiet. The fingers must stay still, or occupy themselves with some other tale to be spun.
Seems easy enough - write about something else. Write about anything else, Nicole. Won't that help you keep this secret?
|Elephant in the room by Greg Pizzoli|
How do you feel about secrets?
How do keep your mind from becoming obsessed with your silence?
Does writing help you keep your secrets? If so, HOW?