Here’s what I think my problem is:
One of the keys to writing is translating the mental image into words. We imagine scenes, voices, characterizations, and we take all of it and put it into words that are evocative and, hopefully, describe everything in a way that measures up against actually seeing it with one’s eyes. The ideal is that we describe it better than one would see it, because we can give more insight into a character than you can get into the guy walking down the street. For a moment, we can make the reader a god.
But I haven’t been living in a world of words for some time.