Every so often, I get writer’s block.
When I get writer’s block I either can’t begin writing something or I can’t finish writing it. For most people it’s frustrating but for me it’s irritating. When I can’t write, I get stressed. When I get stressed, I get angry easily. When I get angry, I do and/or say stupid things. When I do and/or say stupid things, I tend to regret it later.
Regret, ladies and gentleman is a big word.
Hence my dear readers, I regrettably inform you that I’m having writer’s block. I wanted to write a funny perhaps witty post but I just can’t. So I did the next best thing and told you why I can’t write. Ironically I ended up writing something. So just bear with me. Yes, bear and not BARE! (FYI, I cringe when I see fcuked up English) ‘Bare with me’ unlike ‘bear with me’ is an invitation to get naked.
So until I recover from writer’s block (which may take seconds or days) this will be all.




It’s easy to write about nothing, Hafiz. J. B. Priestley wrote a memorable essay ‘On Doing Nothing’ which was marvellous. You just go with the flow and you’ll amaze yourself at what comes out. Nothing, of course, is a misnomer, because there is no such thing as ‘nothing’ or ‘no thing’; how is that possible? Which leads us into philosophical, esoteric and religious territory- see? It’s easy to write about nothing!