Writer's Block From Fluff's Perspective

I never thought it could happen to me, but lo and behold, it most certainly did. There I was, I finally made it to the big time, and I ended up with a bad case of "writer's block." I mean that puppy hit me head on, and the more I tried to fight it off, the more it overwhelmed me. My mind became a whirlwind of mush, fleeting thoughts would enter my brain, but nothing would stick.

I would sit in front of the computer and stare at it as if it would magically do something for me on it's own. I have paced the floor, cried, became angry, growled at the computer, and even tried to sneak up on it, but all was for naught. I cannot began to tell you how many hours I sat in front of this computer the last few months, and just stared at it. I even went to George and asked his advise, but he couldn't help me, because he was having a severe case of "brain cramps" himself. The more I tried, the more frustrated I became until I finally gave up.

I just knew that with the advent of spring my mind would come alive again like the trees, and the flowers, but no such thing happened. I laid on the floor and pondered my situation to the point that I thought I was losing my mind. I finally concluded that I had a better chance of catching my tail then writing something. My dreams seemed to crash and burn with each passing day.

Here I was, an intelligent, beautiful, fun loving dog with an opportunity of a lifetime to become famous, and right off the bat I suffer from this thing called "writer's block." I had a resposibility to my readers to produce top notch articles from a dog's perspective. Everything else seemed to be functioning well in my life, but I could not shake this "big dog" from my mind until this morning.

When George, and I awoke this morning at 3:00 a.m. I knew this was the day. The cloud had been lifted, I felt alive again, my paws yearned to fly across the keyboard, my mind was focused, and I could hardly wait until I could sit at my computer, and produce again. This morning I approached the computer with boldness, with a renewed sense of purpose, and the excitement of coming into the sunshine was beyond description. I'm finally off the porch, running with the big dogs again! Oh the joy, the exaultation of writing again is beyond words. My eyes are filled with tears of joy as I write this article. It's as if I came from sub-zero temperatures into a world of warmth, and sunshine. As if I have been in a far away place that was so dark, and gloomy, into a place of light, and beauty.

George has told me this will happen again in the future, but I hope it's quite awhile before it returns. Maybe next time I'll be able to sort through it better than this time, but for now I'm glad it's over. Right now I want to bask in the beauty of it all.

Would you all do me a favor? Please write me comments telling me if you have ever went through what I just went through, and how you dealt with it. I anxiously await your comments that can help me with this very important matter. I believe we can learn from each other even if I am a dog, and you are human!