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'That's it. I am ready to work. I had a good sleep, my head is clear, and I feel full of energy.
Today, I will write.'

As a writer myself, I had this feeling countless times. Everything goes well, until the time actually comes to write. And that is when something quite odd happens: our desk seems more and more difficult to reach. There are dishes to clean. Our room is a mess. We have to call someone. It's dark! Tons of reasons assault us, and we think 'All right! Maximum 30 minutes and I'll work for good.'

Eventually, the day passes and our work stays undone. And what do we blame? That awful blank page, naturally. After all, we know that when we have work in progress, we can easily go back to it. Right?

WRONG.

You are afraid to sit

Twist time. I will tell you the truth: the blank page has nothing to do with your inability to write.

All you have to do is to sit.

Take your courage, get up from the sofa, and sit. Face the blank page, challenge it! You will see that it loses quickly. Why? Because suddenly we begin to write. Yes! Words, ideas! They don't necessarily make sense at the beginning, but they eventually do. And after 1 hour, raising from the chair, we can contemplate the many soiled pages.

Overcoming Resistance

Here is what writer Steven Pressfield thinks:

Resistance will tell you anything to keep you from doing your work. It will perjure, fabricate, falsify; seduce, bully, cajole. Resistance is protean. It will assume any form, if that's what it takes to deceive you. It will reason with you like a lawyer or jam a 9 millimeters in your face like a stickup man. Resistance has no conscience. It will pledge anything to get a deal, then double-cross you as soon as your back is turned. If you take Resistance at its word, you deserve everything you get. Resistance is always lying and always full of shit.

The above quote is from Steven Pressfield's The War of Art, which I strongly advise anyone to read, especially writers.
Resistance is our blank page problem. There is a little Trickster inside every one of us, and he doesn't want us to work. Well, are we going to let him stop us? Hell no!

The blank page isn't where the real fight lays. The real fight is inside and against ourselves.
Now that we know the truth, what are we going to do?