That is exactly how I have been feeling since the past week. My mind refuses to come up with a single idea for a blogpost. “Have you decided to go on a strike?” I asked it. It replied it was away on a sabbatical, taking along with it all the ideas that floated around in it all the time. Can you believe it? So, now when I sit with my laptop in front of me, my eyes stare at the screen and, in a few moments, glaze over.
I strive to pull out some idea, like a magician pulling out a rabbit out of his hat, but alas, I fail to find any!Thank goodness I am not a magician! I would have made a flop show! My Facebook page – Shilpa, the blogger – announces that around 194 people who have ‘Liked’ my page haven’t heard from me in quite some time. So, what do I do? Do I announce in return that my mind is on a sabbatical and that they could wait for some more time, or, go visit other blogs? Or, do I tap away at the keyboard like a woman obsessed and churn out some inane stuff in a desperate bid to hold on to my audience?
Ah! Whoever said that writing was an easy job hadn’t been through a writer’s block. Surprisingly, I don’t even see things happening around that I would like to write about and rant about! It’s the same old world, with its same old people and their dull and dreary lives. I haven’t even heard from my muse in a long time. Shucks! I feel like a lost cause! One week and no blog post. What if I lose my fans to other more productive blogs?
“Ahem, ‘fans’ ? Aren’t we being rather boastful now?”, my conscience makes a snide remark.
Ah, damn this conscience!
Okay, let me see. How about I write something about my pet dog? I turn to look at him for inspiration. He turns his back towards me, mumbles something and goes to sleep. I can see a “Do not talk trash about me, a la AIB roast-thingy” sign put up by him. Gosh! That brute has the nerve to say that to me?! And, it was I who made him famous! Now I can’t even depend on him for any ideas!
First my mind and then my pet dog have forsaken me! What if my muse does the same and leaves me all high and dry? What am I going to do then? How am I going to write a word? But, hey, haven’t I already written all these words here? To begin with, I didn’t have the slightest idea what I would write about, except jabber about my lazy mind. And, look at me now – there is an entire blog post that I conjured up from all that jabbering!
“Hello! Madam, it isn’t you who has written the post, it’s moi- your lazy mind -out-on-a-sabbatical, who helped you with those words, while you did nothing but type away like a mad woman the ideas that I was supplying you with! Hmph!” the mind nudges me out of my bragging mode. Boy! It actually works even when on a sabbatical! Oh, thank God, what would I ever do without it?
Our mind and our conscience – quite a pair of oddities, aren’t they? But, if it hadn’t been for these two, who would have kept us grounded!?