Welcome to another post on the not so embarrassing, The Embarrassment where I post about anything but the floods in my town, India losing to England in a cricket match or Politicians cheating the citizens… again. Today I am devoting this post to something we all have gone through especially my fellow bloggers. It is a surprise really that not many posts have been devoted to this topic. The topic being WRITERS BLOCK! Yes, you read right.
In honesty I have nothing new to offer to you today but the nothingness sweeping across my desolate mind. Now since you have already read into the first 100 words of my nothingness I suggest you read further. Writer’s block apparently is a condition where a writer loses his/her creativity or runs out of inspiration. Neither of which has happened to me. I chose this nothingness, this emptiness and it makes me feel…. dumb cause when I read back I realized I just contradicted myself just to sound poetic(How lame?!). Where have all the voices inside of my head gone? It feels deserted. It is like I want to talk but I don’t have words to, I want to run but my legs are paralyzed. Not so long ago when I had just started my blog, I had decided that if ever a day came that I don’t have anything to write, I’d shut shop and leave. A month later I have stumbled upon this cursed roadblock and yet I have no intentions of quitting. I am too attached to this to leave now. I have seen my page grow from 5 visitors a day to over 200. It is like seeing a child growing up. So instead of shying away from the battle I am going to go headlong into it and fight fire with an extinguisher and kill this wretched writer’s block forever(drama, much?). American Rapper Eminem suffered from writer’s block for quite some time, a supposed reason for his hiatus from the music industry. Do you know how many millions he had to lose because of it? Neither do I but it is quite a lot I hear. Gerald Clarke the author of the 1965 hit, In Cold Blood could not complete the sequel Answered Prayers due to writer’s block. This drove him to alienate himself from his closest friends and deep into alcoholism. At the time of his death only snippets of Answered Prayers were ready. This was to be the same novel he had promised 20 years before his death. Writer’s block isn’t like chickenpox which goes away once it hits you. Writer’s block will stay with you and eat at your conscience for days, It will drive you mad. So if you happen to be going through it you know what to do, CALL AN AMBULANCE(or a shrink).
And for real serious advice on how to tackle this cursed abomination which only I can give, write about the block. Write what it makes you feel. If it makes you feel hollow, how hollow? Like my grandma used to say, “Face it, beat it”