Monday, October 24, 2011

Me and my brainpan

The cure for writer's block is not:

a. Carrying your kitty who is asleep in her wicker basket over to your sofa so you can pat her while you feel the sort of self pity which is appropriate only in those stupid vampire movies and cry as quietly and non-mucous-producing-ly as possible.

b. Roaming the basement of the thrift store you roamed yesterday, and roamed when you had writer's block before, back when roaming thrift stores cured your writer's block.

c. Swearing out loud.

d. Writing like you talk when what you are doing is (see c. above).

e. Sighing.

f. Trying five too many times to work a Miss Cleo analogy into an article about the worrisome fate of capitalism.


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