Wednesday, April 05, 2006
OK. On the request of many - well, not so many, but what the hell! - of my avid readers who have been dropping by here only to be disappointed to see nothing new posted, this is just a "calm down people" post! For those who are about to go "Screw you Sai! We don't care." - don't bother posting that in the comments. I already know!
I have been facing what I would hesitantly call a Blogger's block. I don't call it that outright because of a small technicality that probably exists only in my mind. You see, what I would call a Writer's Block or a Blogger's Block arises when one sits down in front of the computer, ready to expand on some idea waiting to be given form - hands ready to fire off words at whatever speed their hands and limited (or otherwise) talent at typing allows them to - and then realizes that one can't find the words to express whatever it is one wants to express. My problem was not that. No! My problem simply was that I did not feel like writing at all. Never in all these intervening days of sitting in front of the computer, working or simply whiling away my time, did I feel like putting in something here. Maybe that is an indicator of how well or how bad my life is going. But that is too lengthy a topic for me to delve into here. Besides, I am sure that quite a few of you know how that would go. Those who don't, I can assure you that you don't want to know.
I was just reading Aswathi's blog where she wonders about where writing comes from - the heart or the head. I am not sure, but I think it's a product of both. The traditional (again, according to me) writer's blocks are because of the failure of the head to deliver the goods while the heart has already developed the germ of what will eventually turn out as "writing". But what can the head do when the heart itself is not in it? I think that once you have the inclination to start writing, you can - no matter the quality of the end product. But, if you absolutely don't feel like writing, no matter how good you may be, you simply can't. And of course, if you are just doing it half-heartedly, like I currently am, you'll probably end up with the worst crap, like I am right now.
Anyway, last Saturday being the All Fool's Day, there was a lot of vellagiri I indulged in. Well, that is usually the case, but this time it was funny and enjoyable. Had been reading the world's best April 1st hoaxes - best according to the Museum of Hoaxes. Read them here - makes for great timepass, believe me.
The origins of the tradition of All Fool's Day remain unclear and under debate, and it makes little difference what they are. I had some good times when I was a kid on this particular day, and I guess that's all I care about. I haven't seen too many really funny hoaxes in recent times, of course with one notable exception. And, as always, it's Google that comes up with great ideas. Check out this year's April 1st fare from Google. Links to previous Google gags can be found from there. Have fun y'all!
I have been facing what I would hesitantly call a Blogger's block. I don't call it that outright because of a small technicality that probably exists only in my mind. You see, what I would call a Writer's Block or a Blogger's Block arises when one sits down in front of the computer, ready to expand on some idea waiting to be given form - hands ready to fire off words at whatever speed their hands and limited (or otherwise) talent at typing allows them to - and then realizes that one can't find the words to express whatever it is one wants to express. My problem was not that. No! My problem simply was that I did not feel like writing at all. Never in all these intervening days of sitting in front of the computer, working or simply whiling away my time, did I feel like putting in something here. Maybe that is an indicator of how well or how bad my life is going. But that is too lengthy a topic for me to delve into here. Besides, I am sure that quite a few of you know how that would go. Those who don't, I can assure you that you don't want to know.
I was just reading Aswathi's blog where she wonders about where writing comes from - the heart or the head. I am not sure, but I think it's a product of both. The traditional (again, according to me) writer's blocks are because of the failure of the head to deliver the goods while the heart has already developed the germ of what will eventually turn out as "writing". But what can the head do when the heart itself is not in it? I think that once you have the inclination to start writing, you can - no matter the quality of the end product. But, if you absolutely don't feel like writing, no matter how good you may be, you simply can't. And of course, if you are just doing it half-heartedly, like I currently am, you'll probably end up with the worst crap, like I am right now.
Anyway, last Saturday being the All Fool's Day, there was a lot of vellagiri I indulged in. Well, that is usually the case, but this time it was funny and enjoyable. Had been reading the world's best April 1st hoaxes - best according to the Museum of Hoaxes. Read them here - makes for great timepass, believe me.
The origins of the tradition of All Fool's Day remain unclear and under debate, and it makes little difference what they are. I had some good times when I was a kid on this particular day, and I guess that's all I care about. I haven't seen too many really funny hoaxes in recent times, of course with one notable exception. And, as always, it's Google that comes up with great ideas. Check out this year's April 1st fare from Google. Links to previous Google gags can be found from there. Have fun y'all!
