Writers block as defined by Wikipedia is a condition, associated with writing as a profession, in which an author loses the ability to produce new work, or as I fondly like to call it “Help my brain is freaking me out, it just refuses to work!”
When staring at the curser on a blank screen actually becomes interesting, you know your brain has given up for the time being. In such situations banging your laptop shut and throwing heavy stuff around the house, is not the brightest of solutions. Eating tons of delicious ice cream and fried stuff while watching old British movies, for some weird reason fails to provide the necessary inspiration.
It’s quite frightening really, when you realize those irritating taunts from siblings and bullies calling you a dodo, or some other extinct dumb creature are actually true. Your brain has in complete reality reached a stage which points at ‘empty.’ I am not really sure what the various steps are that one follows to overcome this feeling of pure uselessness, I suppose there are many. A few that I have tried, include banging my head on a semi hard surface till I couldn’t feel the surface on that part of my head anymore. I have tried draining mugs of coffee staying up for hours thinking perhaps that stinging feeling in my eyes would induce some form of creativity.
Sadly all that these experiments led to were bruised heads the damage of which could possibly be long lasting and a very strong chance of requiring glasses in the near future. The final step that I tried at was… well writing about it… guess it worked.
