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 Is your marriage to your blog on the rocks?

Did I dream of it or is it actually two months since I posted a single word on my Blogpage? Of course I’m not counting the last one, which was just a quick self-celebratory post of sorts. Yes, after sixty days of inactivity and countless excuses for escaping the might of the pen, I’m now officially diagnosed with Blogger’s Block. So, after a rather futile wait over several weeks for some kind of divine intervention, I decided to take matters in my own hand before things got worse and I found myself being admitted to the ICU. What was that old saying? Self-help is the best help. Yes, it is definitely working in this case.

This prompt couldn’t have come at a better time. Just the day when I finally decided enough is enough and started looking up at various writing prompts for inspiration – what do I see? This wonderful brainstorm by Vidya and CorinneThese are the little things that make me believe in miracles and signs, you know what I mean?

Of course, I won’t go about here explaining what Blogger’s Block actually is. The easiest way to recognize the symptoms is to look out for the day when you feel guilty about neglecting your blog for too long. Someone once told me that relationships are like cars. To get a satisfactory drive, it needs to be well-maintained and oiled regularly or else the hinges becomes rusty and before long it starts groaning. Think of your blog as your partner with whom you have the deepest level of commitment – you see, it is high maintenance and can’t do long without a bit of love. So without further ado, let me tell you how to seduce back your blog after a long interval of neglect and introduce to you my take on five fun ways to recover from Blogger’s Block or SILAS (Self Inflicted Lazy Ass Syndrome) disease, as I like to call it.

A note: I’m still recuperating, and yet to fully regain my rancid humour and collect all my thoughts (which means I’m still not fully functional), so kindly overlook any lapse of continuity on my part in the future. If I don’t adhere to my own medicines, it is because I have a general aversion to tablets and pills of all kinds (yes, I still flush out pills when no one is looking).


1. Deal with it:

Tell yourself, it is just plain old Laziness. Had it been like the old days, you could get your mom to thrash you out of the slumber and into the writing desk. Though on second thoughts, it’s still not too late in the day. So, let’s get to work. Who is the most aggressive, the most doggedly persistent person you know in your life? He is your redeeming angel from now onwards. Call him up, now! And put him to task, by putting him hot on your trail, so to speak. His sole task over the next fortnight or the month (or as long as it takes for you to be ready to pull your own hair out) will be to nag you to death and push you to write at least a word each day.


2. Let’s take a walk, artista:

Get out for half an hour, early in the morning or late in the evening, depending on which is your favourite time of the day, geared with nothing but a small notepad (or your smartphone). Look around, look inside. Notice the wonderful thing called life happening all around us. What appeals to you most? What makes you happy? What makes you sad? Sketch, jot or take notes – whatever you do, keep your hands busy and your eyes roving like a flirtatious good-for-nothing loafer. Trust me, before you go home, you will find something or the other scrawled into the pages of the notepad that would be oh-so-worth writing about.


3. Take a jog down the memory lane:

If you are too busy (or too lazy) to get that ass up and going out, take out the oldest photo albums and peek into the dusty lanes of your childhood or better still, redo your wardrobe. You might be amazed to find that old knit blouse that you paid a mountain to buy out of your meagre pocket money and yet never worn twice. There are apparently two benefits to this – you find something to reminisce (and hence to write about) and at the end of it, Tada! Your once improbably messy wardrobe is now neatly organized.


4. Let off the steam:

Make a nice strong cup of coffee and give it to your inner editor – the one for whom none of the posts are good enough to publish – and ask her to take a day off and hit the spa. While she is busy enjoying the coffee (or the spa), open your laptop/notebook and start scribbling the first thing that comes to your head. Don’t wait to think or edit. The bitch will do it for you anyway, as soon as she returns. If nothing else comes to your mind, bitch about the bitch – write about all the time she made your life miserable by trashing all your beautiful words in the recycle bin! That always works… and who doesn’t love a juicy bit of gossip about that little snob?


5. Go window – shopping:

If everything fails, start retail therapy – and let me tell you the secret to make this actually work. Grab your purse with nothing but enough change to make it to the nearest mall and back. Give your eyes a treat and make a mental note of the cute li’l dress or that yellow bag or that colour-blocked pumps that made your heart skip a beat and flutter about madly (to the point you could actually see yourself hanging your tongue out lustily towards its general direction). Now, make a deal with yourself. The next time you stick to your schedule of writing at least 500 words a day for an entire fortnight (or whatever that is your goal), you are treating yourself with that piece of lusciousness you made a mental note of…..that should definitely do the trick. See, lust is good! You only need to make it work to your benefit.


Linking this to WriteTribe’s Wednesday Challenge