Writer's block is, well, something. I would be able to describe it better, but unfortunately, I'm suffering from writer's block.
I'm about 17 incomplete reviews deep now, including Beyond The Gates, which I went through the whole rigamarole of creating a Twitter poll for. I'm probably going to half to scrap half of it. It's nothing to worry about, I'm sure.
Speaking of worry, I'm besieged by overwhelming dread. I'm not one to prescribe to conspiracy theories, but I'm convinced pale grey vapors of apprehension and unease swirl about me, and someone's responsible. I don't think this second giant cup of iced soy espresso has anything to do with it, and I'm offended you've even suggested it. Get off my back about it. While you're up, get me another espresso.
I've taken some logical steps to combat the angst. I've cut lengthy stems of just-past bloomed sage from my potager garden, and placed them around the room, thoroughly surrounding myself in them as a protective barrier. The herbs' aromatic qualities are sure to dispel the vapors. I've lit several sticks of lotus-scented incense. The billowing smoke will mingle with the vapors, causing them to dissipate in a pleasing aroma. A little music playing softly in the background helps to drown out the howling shriek of anxiety.
Once I find out who has placed this curse upon me will really get a stern talking to.
Speaking of conspiracy theories, during dinner last night I had the misfortune of playing the video The Knowledge Of The Forever Time: The Black Knight Satellite. I really just wanted something absurd playing in the background, trying not to pay much attention to it as I caught myself up on the stupefying, soul-crushing news of the day. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to watch a paranormal conspiracy documentary while catching up on current events and ravenously scarfing down a vegetarian turkey-esque cutlet, but I'm an expert at bad decisions.
The Knowledge Of The Forever Time: The Black Knight Satellite explains the theory that a 13,000-year old extraterrestrial satellite orbits the Earth which was supposedly first discovered by Nicola Tesla in 1899. Nope, I'd never heard of this, either.
Hopping around from climate change, Medieval paintings, spirituality, portentous narration, and dodgy science, The Forever Time shrieks and howls through some eyebrow-raising, startling crackpot theories in a little over an hour. Between CNN, Twitter, and this documentary, my mouth fell open so many times I could barely chew.
I can't really recommend The Knowledge Of The Forever Time, (BTW, this is episode 6!), but I wouldn't stop you from watching it.
I'm about 17 incomplete reviews deep now, including Beyond The Gates, which I went through the whole rigamarole of creating a Twitter poll for. I'm probably going to half to scrap half of it. It's nothing to worry about, I'm sure.
Speaking of worry, I'm besieged by overwhelming dread. I'm not one to prescribe to conspiracy theories, but I'm convinced pale grey vapors of apprehension and unease swirl about me, and someone's responsible. I don't think this second giant cup of iced soy espresso has anything to do with it, and I'm offended you've even suggested it. Get off my back about it. While you're up, get me another espresso.
I've taken some logical steps to combat the angst. I've cut lengthy stems of just-past bloomed sage from my potager garden, and placed them around the room, thoroughly surrounding myself in them as a protective barrier. The herbs' aromatic qualities are sure to dispel the vapors. I've lit several sticks of lotus-scented incense. The billowing smoke will mingle with the vapors, causing them to dissipate in a pleasing aroma. A little music playing softly in the background helps to drown out the howling shriek of anxiety.
Once I find out who has placed this curse upon me will really get a stern talking to.
Speaking of conspiracy theories, during dinner last night I had the misfortune of playing the video The Knowledge Of The Forever Time: The Black Knight Satellite. I really just wanted something absurd playing in the background, trying not to pay much attention to it as I caught myself up on the stupefying, soul-crushing news of the day. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to watch a paranormal conspiracy documentary while catching up on current events and ravenously scarfing down a vegetarian turkey-esque cutlet, but I'm an expert at bad decisions.
The Knowledge Of The Forever Time: The Black Knight Satellite explains the theory that a 13,000-year old extraterrestrial satellite orbits the Earth which was supposedly first discovered by Nicola Tesla in 1899. Nope, I'd never heard of this, either.
Hopping around from climate change, Medieval paintings, spirituality, portentous narration, and dodgy science, The Forever Time shrieks and howls through some eyebrow-raising, startling crackpot theories in a little over an hour. Between CNN, Twitter, and this documentary, my mouth fell open so many times I could barely chew.
I can't really recommend The Knowledge Of The Forever Time, (BTW, this is episode 6!), but I wouldn't stop you from watching it.
Well...this one is new to me. I'm just catching up with your review today, but I hope the writer's block has dissipated. It happens to the best of us (by "best," I'm in no way implying myself), and it sucks. Wishing you happier writing days.
ReplyDeleteThanks Barry. As you probably know, it comes and goes.
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