Frustrated writer.

Why is it so hard for me to finish my fifth novel? What is my problem? Is it some sort of phobia?

Because I can’t seem to finish my book and need yet another reason to procrastinate, I decided to look up phobias since I’m sure I have at least one—probably many.

Okay, here we go.

Bibliophobia

Bibliophobia is the fear of books.

No, I don’t have that. I love books. I just can’t seem to concentrate on the one I’m currently writing.

Next.

Atychiphobia

Atychiphobia is the fear of failure.

Okay, I know I have that one. I have feared I would fail at nearly every endeavor I’ve undertaken. Not that it has ever stopped me. Well, maybe this time it has.

Next.

Achievemephobia

Achievemephobia is the fear of success.

Sure, why not. Maybe I’m not scared of failing. Perhaps I’m afraid of succeeding?

Two for three, so far.

Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia

Here’s one I’m positive I have. Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia. It’s the fear of big words. I prefer using small, simple words. So, of course, it makes sense that I have this phobia.

But now that I think about it, I’ve always liked the word supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. So, maybe I don’t have hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia, but I am having fun typing that word.

Let’s keep going.

Panphobia

Panphobia is the fear of everything. I’m afraid of many things, but saying I’m scared of everything is a reach.

Next.

Phobophobia

Phobophobia is the fear of phobias. After seeing the long list of disorders, I admit I’m frightened, but I don’t think I’m phobic.

Chronophobia

Wait! I found it. I know which phobia I have. Chronophobia. It’s the fear of time. Or, more specifically, the fear of time passing by.

Time is going by too fast. Each project or task I attempt seems to take up more time than anticipated. Just going to the grocery store takes twice as long as I think it will. So, when am I supposed to find time to write a book?

Well, if I hadn’t wasted hours Googling phobias, I could have had plenty of time. So, until I finish the book, no more Google searches for me. Maybe that will cure me of my chronophobia.

While I’m at it, I’ll work on my hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia. With tremendous assiduousness, I’m sure I can beat that one too.