Intermittent Writer’s Block

I have half-a-dozen drafts very close to completion. I just can’t seem to find the patience to do that. They are on various topics – fairness creams, national integration, some of the stuff I had said in my innocent childhood which don’t sound as normal in the post-Article377Awareness world, Rakhi ka Swayamvar, the i-pill, movies I watched last week – Via Darjeeling and Nadodigal (both with very disappointing endings, though their premise and execution were rather good), why I like TV better than having to download movies and watch them, my general pissedOffness at the decentish Pammal K Sambandam being remade into something totally unwatchable (Kambakkth Ishhq) by even a hardcore Bollywood freak like SG.

But all I seem to be able to post are random one- and two-liners that should have been tweeted instead.

Either that or really long-drawn-out posts that ramble on and on without any focal point.

It’s been pretty long since I wrote a nice 1000-word long post which doesn’t diverge from its point too much. Hell, why this Intermittent Writer’s Block?

Maybe it’s because I’m a bit busy and distracted on various counts these days. Or maybe it’s just the moon which drives me loopy and dreamy beyond tolerable limits when it’s full.

Or maybe I just find it hard to articulate things well these days.

<Voice of Bill McNeal>Which is it? *superior chuckle* The world will never know.</Voice>

And now I’d better post this before the power snaps and this languishes in the account as yet another draft.