Writer’s Block

I don’t usually suffer from a common writing condition known as ‘writer’s block’, however, when it comes to blogging I freeze for some reason. Perhaps I am unique in this. I sit staring at a blank blog page as if someone has infused my thoughts with some sort of instant glue.

As I consider this I conclude that it must be in part due to the fact that I dislike clutter. If I have a particular inspiration that I think might amuse or mentally stimulate an audience, I take the time to ‘pen’ it down. I equate this to having a jar with cooking utensils on my countertop – they are useful and handy, therefore I allow them space on my countertop. However, deliberate blog posts are like those red and white mushroom decorations you might find in a 1970’s kitchen, covered in grease and dust. Or a lawn gnome or other useless decorations. By ‘useless’ I mean no offense – I simply mean they have no other use than to be seen. They realistically are, in fact, without use. This simply is not a ‘Shai’ trait. If it has not use, it has not place on my coutnertop.

One might concur that my house is likely pristine and perfectly clean, lacking clutter of any kind and I wish this to be my reality. However, on my back counter right now there is a broken glass that has special sentiment associated with it (for one of my children) and so it sits waiting to be fixed. There is also a pile of mail accumulating, a photo in a home made popsicle stick frame, my mixer, a piece of wood (that’s random – where did that come from?), and parts to a Ninja blender; the kind that require ear protection in order to use it without deafening yourself, your children, or anyone in the lower 48 states.

And so, you see, I’ve really just created a literary lawn gnome today. If you like lawn gnomes, you’re welcome. If you detest lawn nomes, I’m sorry.

Either way, I wish you a spendid day filled with chocolate, coffee, and a winning lotto ticket.

Thank you for reading.




2 Comments on “Writer’s Block

  1. Splendid, Shai!

    I’d be alarmed to have a garden gnome in my kitchen, even in spirit. To explain, I can’t resist sharing with you a quotation from a novella that I might submit for publication some day:

    They were rooted in two traditions, Selina observed: Greek and Norse. The Greek root was the intellectual one. Its basis was γνωσις, meaning knowledge; whence γνωμη, meaning opinion or maxim. The ‘gnomon’ of a sundial came from the same root; literally, a γνωμον was a carpenter’s square. Selina supposed it had something to do with the Classical Greek obsession with geometry and right angles, though it stretched the post-Hellenistic imagination beyond its elastic limit to connect knowledge with maxims, sundials, carpenter’s squares and gnomes. And how many people knew the alternative definition of ‘gnome’ – a sententious encapsulation of a moral precept, usually in verse? No wonder those little plastic fellows in suburban gardens grinned all the time.

    But it was the Norse root that plumbed the darkness inherent in those chthonic creatures, revealing them as traditional guardians of the inner parts of the Earth and its treasures. The unwary should never trifle with them. As far as Selina could recall, the word ‘gnome’ to denote these dark beings of the North had appeared first in sixteenth century Latin documents attributed to Paracelsus. Even Paracelsus hadn’t been able to contrive a way of writing ‘dwarf’ in Latin. Nevertheless, her pre-dawn phone conversation had revealed a fusion of the Greek and Norse roots that had generated a philological and ontological banyan: those dark sprites with dark powers guarding dark places were also repositories of knowledge, sententious maxims and carpenters’ squares.

    • I always wondered where a carpenter’s square came from.

      The mental image conjured at a mix of Norse and Greek is quite beyond description.

      Thank you for your comment!

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