Sometimes as a writer (who isn’t into it full time), it’s hard to get your creative juices flowing as often as you want it. By the time you’re done driving to work in traffic, working your butt off, impressing some new kid on the block, upsetting some old old-schooled manager, eating boring canteen food (or mama-put…u know yourself), kissing the hands (I’m sure you can find a suitable substitute) of numerous clients, then the long drive home in the never ending traffic… it’s safe to say that you’d be pretty knackered. You then have a quick shower, maybe a quick bite and you power up your laptop while settling on a comfortable spot on your bed.
I really cannot begin to explain to you the effect that the plain (boring, dead) white screen has on you. It comes up and for a few seconds, you stare at it with your mouth slightly opened. Your left eye twitches ever so slightly and your thumbs are resting on your laptop with the rest of your fingers suspended mid-air. While still in that awkward (almost silly) position, you hear that tiny annoying voice
“Errrr, what were you gonna write again?”
You scratch your head, eyes, nose, hands, stomach, ears… then type a few sentences (which you ultimately conclude are garbage), then pick your nails, then cut your nails and suddenly your eye catches the time in that tiny corner of the screen and you go, “oh, would you look at the time! Gotta continue with this tomorrow”.
The more stubborn hearted would stay up, determined to write on, gritted teeth with set eyes and stuff. Two hour later, wakes up with drool coming down his/her mouth, neck hurting from the random position he/she slept off in and on the screen you see something that looks like this:
“Tom and Harry met on the train the other day and they figured out that (fill up later)….
Meanwhile, Mary stood outside waiting for her husband, she had been worried all day because he hadn’t answered his phone. She knew he was busy but.kkklkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk kkkkkkkkkioooooooooooooooooollllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllll ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp pppppppppppp lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
You get my meaning right? *sigh*.
More annoying is the fact that a lot of times, most of the crazy ideas (that would probably get you a nobel prize for literature…or not) come at the most absurd times. Like when you’re driving. You don’t have time to park the car to write it down, and if you pick up your phone to quickly jot something, the creamy rangers (LASTMA) appear out of nowhere and tell you that you could have hit the chicken that crossed the road etc etc. “The fine is 45 tasaand, plus you’ll take a psychiatric test… Oya how much can you drop?”
*sigh*. Not really worth the trouble is it?
Oh well. I guess it makes you appreciate all the writers / bloggers out there (in here)… Ofilispeaks, Omojuwa, Linda Ikeji, de Mark, Tunde Leye, Hardheyi, Moore, etc etc
In conclusion, I hope with these few words of mine, I’ve been able to convince you not to lynch injure hurt me should I fail (for any reason) to deliver my blog posts on time. LOL
Happy New Year All. It’s going to be a great year for all of us.
You will testify.