Have you ever had a writers’ block? You might have had it at least once and now I’m in the midst of it. It’s quite irritating and Extremely frustrating.
I get the feeling that I want to write something. Something beautiful, something worth wasting your time on. But all I’ve got is a stinky writers block.
God! I can’t even think straight. Now after a full day, my room is a mess. Crumpled up papers lying everywhere pens don't even ask me about it.
I didn’t finish them off by writing. It was just that I got angry writing something half way and threw the pack behind my back.
I shouldn’t have done that but I never expected it to hit the fan. It was like several ninjas were let loose into my room. Most of the pens bumped off the wall harmlessly but two went traveling very close to my neck and got stuck in the board.(I keep it for pinning important things).
To tell you the truth it’s completely different and scary. It’s like I’ve lost the power. The power to write, the power to speak out.
Now I’m scared. Scared up on hell but in a strange way angry, angry at everything else. No more than that I am angry with me.
Now, why the hell did I write this and why did I publish it? I know the answer, I’m bored. Bored as hell like brain numbing bored.