I’m sorry, Ludwig

Crippling.  Writer’s.  Block.  Today.

Not your usual passive variety, mind you, but the skull-crushingly frustrating kind.  The kind where you feel like an amnesia victim, with the entirety of your forgotten lifetime just out of sight behind that enormous mental dam.  And the dam is cracking, but not fast enough.  Or something1.

So while I go off to bang my head for a while (possibly literally), please to be enjoying this Don Music skit.  It always makes me feel better in these situations.

  1. See? Even my analogies suck right now.
posted 12/18/07 at 8:44am to Me me me, Writing · 0 replies · permalink