They say…

…and they are always right, aren’t they?

They say that when one resumes the “art” of writing, that the writer should be disciplined; that the writer should sit down once and day and grab some words, rearrange them into sentences which will inevitably form a paragraph which could potentially result in many paragraphs with the ideal goal of producing some sort of cogent essay or story.  I was really hoping for a massively long run-on sentence and this should demonstrate exactly where my brain isn’t because I couldn’t even formulate that.

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I crawled into my office this morning with a cup of coffee and a bit of grit and determination to make the words say something pretty or something repulsive.  Nothing happened.  I grew frustrated and started fidgeting around with WordPress which made me unpleasant and intolerable so I tried taking a nap.

Après failed nap, I waddled back into my office and resumed the exercise.  Again, nothing happened.

I went downstairs, grabbed a handful of chocolate covered raisins, stuffed them in my foodhole, washed them down with water (which I always carry with me in some nalgene-ish bottle) and dragged myself back upstairs to my office.  Nothing.

I turned on the tv and watched recorded episodes of The Gilmore Girls.  Nothing.

I started thinking of my usual sources for inspiration but it’s a slow news day so I cannot get in touch with my inner hate.  My husband and child aren’t home so I cannot start any fights with the husband and use him as a fire source.  There aren’t even any annoying dogs barking in the neighborhood today.  It’s just…quiet and pleasant.  MEH.

In an attempt to avoid the dreaded and much feared writer’s block, I have started making notes of topics I’d like to explore further.  So far, I have a few really solid ideas and a handful of 1/2-assed ones but I’m not even in the mood to work through those.  These potential stories have meaning and I don’t want to water down the impact they may have because of my general ennui.

Yeah.  So I just banged out 300+ words to sum up what Pinkie Pie says in one picture:

Umppphhhhh

English, motherfucker, do you speak it? J/K - it's ok if you don't.

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