Writer's block? I guess if you're blocked, then you're not much of a writer, at least not at the time. If you wanna write, then think & start typing. "When you hafta shoot: shoot, don't talk." - Tuco
I used to work with a lot of well-meaning dumb-fucks. Not horrible people, just annoying, and expendable. The kind that remind you how much this planet needs a plague. Now I may come across as an angry bastard, because I am, but I'm not an idiotic shit-storm of halitosis either. I remember this one walking fossil who used to dismiss rap music by claiming that he could do that, as if it's just some dude talking. As if anyone wanted to listen to this bass ackward cracker under any circumstance. Gawd.. why don't people just die?
"no apparent motive, kill & kill again/ survive my brutal thrashing, I'll hunt you 'til the end/ my life's a constant battle, the rage of many men/ homicidal maniac!" - Slayer, "Kill Again"
So if I don't have anything good to say, should I say nothing at all? Maybe those seemingly peaceful monks who take those vows of silence are secretly rage-filled fans of Slayer.
So you speak softly, but carry a big stick? "Oh yeah? Well I speak LOUD! And I carry a BIGGER stick!! And I use it too!!! - Yosemite Sam