Severe Writer's Block

When you are writing a story, or a novel, or any other type of text that is for you then writer’s block is not that bad. I’m not saying that it doesn’t make my head hurt or that it is not an annoying thing. However, you can just power off the computer and wait until another moment where your hands are not fast enough to type all your brain thinks. When I have to write to comply with a deadline (as is the case with blog entries) and I have writer’s block, there is where I want to connect a machine to my brain to get me out it. I have been sitting in front of a white page for about an hour, just staring at it blankly and writing several starts to blogs about the fourth part of Gulliver’s Travels. They all sounded something like this, “In the fourth part of Gulliver’s Travels by Jonathan Swift Gulliver reaches a new place because the men in his ship hold a mutiny and throw him off the boat. Here he gets to the land of the Houyhnhnms where he meets new characters. These are horses, but they are not normal horses, the horses here are like the people in England. In this part of the book Swift describes the new creatures…” and on and on in a repetitive fashion that says nothing of importance. Why have I entered into this state of writer’s block? Who knows? I don’t know why it happens, and even worse, I don’t know how to get out of it and how to write a worthwhile response. I guess I first have to know what I’m trying to say. As I think about that, though, I get this weird feeling that I want to say nothing at all. Maybe what happens is not that I have writer’s block but that I have nothing to say about the first two chapters. I thought that maybe I could talk about the description of the horses or the yahoo but I really don’t have much to say about that. I did think it was cool how Swift managed to make the reader understand that the Houyhnhnms are a smart people that not only think but have the ability to communicate on a complex level with each other. This is something that for us, humans, is only seen in mankind and what we say is the difference between men and “brutes.” To say that I find more in these chapters would be lying because I see no satirical pieces or any part worth mentioning. Is my mind malfunctioning today? Yes, it probably is. Whatever the reason I cannot possibly say more about this except retell the events of the second chapter which are basically descriptions of foods and the way he relates to the horses and the yahoos, but again nothing that I found very interesting. I will leave this post at this, because whatever more I say will be redundant and useless, but I will try to examine this part again and see if maybe I can find any other comments to make.