Writers Block…..Go Figure

Have you ever just sat down with pen and paper in hand (although these days its with a laptop) and have totally no idea what to write about? Well, that seems to be happening to me today. I can think of absolutely nothing to say.

Some days I have no problem at all. I’ll be teaching school and all of a sudden I get this great idea for an article; I can sit down and bang that puppy out in just a few minutes. Boy, I love those times. Then there are days like today, I sit in front of the computer screen and stare at that annoying, blinking cursor. It just sits there and blinks at me. It’s like its taunting me, laughing at me because I have nothing to say. The pressure is unbearable. Blink, Blink,Blink.

I suppose I could change it to one of those smiley faces or a dinosaur, but then I would have a smiley face or dinosaur blinking at me.

I guess I could probably not stare at the screen, I can watch TV or maybe read a book. But how is that going to help me write an article? Blink, Blink. Stupid cursor. This really isn’t helping me. I’m so obsessed with this cursor, I can’t let my muse come to me and do its muse thing. Knowing my luck, she’s staring at the cursor too. Well, if my muse won’t come maybe I should mow the lawn or something. No, it will never get that bad. When is there ever a good excuse to mow the lawn? Have you ever been so bored that you decide, “Hey, I’m bored, I think I’ll go and mow the lawn.” I don’t know about you, but I’ve never done that. I can see going out and mowing the lawn if say, for example, my wife comes home and tells me to get my lazy butt outside and mow the lawn. That, in my opinion is a good reason. Being bored, not a good reason.

So, I’m back to square one, although now the cat is blinking at me. Listen, how many times have you had a stare-down with your cat and won? I’ll tell you…Never. You can’t get a cat to blink. Actually, you can’t get a cat to do anything. Well, you can get it to sleep, but how hard is that. Now, all of a sudden the stupid thing gets it into it’s head to blink at me. This is getting out of control. First the cursor, now the cat, what’s next? Now, the light on the phone is blinking. OK, that’s it, I’m done. I guess I just won’t write anything today.

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- Tahtimbo