my problem

dear people who visit my blog

i am very sorry to say.. i have achieved the inevitable!!
i have .. .. . . (sniff..sniff) .. writer's block.. (sniff..)
for the ignorant or just the insanely stupid
writer's block is a severe problem which causes one to write pointless articles and delete them in a fit of frustration..

for the past two days i have sat in front of the computer full of resolve and determination.. aiming to write award winning articles which will alter the course of the world and make me immortal .. or at least a millionaire ..
however as i start typing , i ralize to my great horror that the article i am typing is not likely to win even a lollipop much less an award..
it is as if my brain is bored and has decided to play hide and seek with me..it hides all my writing skills and sniggers gleefully while i cast around desperately trying to find them..

this realization causes my head to swim (its currently doing a breast stroke if you must know) , my eyes to water and my self esteem to drop below sea level right down to where the titanic currently rests . my self-esteem is currently hiding with a few eels in some deep dark underwater cave and has informed me that it has no plans of returning anytime soon..

however, determination and resolve have as yet to desert me.. so i sit myself down in front of the computer yet again and i promise myself that i will not let this problem defeat me.i will be one of the rare few who would have defeated this problem and one day somebody will construct my statue which will become a mecca for writers who would come and drape flowers over me and ask for my blessings..

inspired by this rosy vision and full of good will.. i type a few lines and to my horror realize that they are worse than my last attempt.. (oh no no no NO!! i had even decided which stone my staue would be built of )
of course, this sudden shock causes resolve and determination to desert me and go on a vacation to the caribbean
and i am left staring at the blank screen , pulling my hair and cursing shakespeare (don't ask me why.. )

my body has now officialy declared a state of emergency and i am in the throes of a severe panic attack..
i feel appalled at the loss of my writing skills which as you may have noticed , i had only discovered a few days back and which were very very precious to me.

i have a sudden vision of myself 10 years from now
wild eyed and bushy haired and in a purple nightgown .. clutching a bottle of vodka (obviously the trauma of losing my writing skills would have turned me into an alcoholic.. isn't that obvious? ) and muttering
" i can write you know..i can write" , i would then take a slug of vodka and start typing...
and produce the following article
"jack and jill went up the hill
and a cat followed them
jack and jill came tumbling down the hill
coz the cat pushed them"
i would then be thoroughly convinced that this article would definitely set the literary world on fire and proceed to publish it on my blog..
a few days later my blog would be closed down by the people who run the blog who would tell me that they cannot allow their innocent readers be exposed to such utter (i can hardly write this ..sob!) gibberish
this of course would push me over the edge and i would begin carrying a green bag with my purple nightgown and take to wandering the streets at night and crying in front of bookstores.

okay..now i have thoroughly scared myself..
i mean who carries a green bag with a purple nightgown????

so dear people who read my blog..
i have decided to take a few days off rid myself of this problem
and address the issues which need addressing namely:

1.why am i unable to write?
2.how long will it take me to overcome this problem?
3.what came first? the chicken or the egg ? (ok..this is just a bonus question..just in case i solve the other two and still have time)

so dear people who vist my blog
pray for my speedy recovery
adieu