Never tried the stuff.  Have no idea if it works.  Suspect it's not all that effective or dependable--kind of like that oil treatment for your car which I've never understood. Why not just include it in the oil in the first place?  But what do I know about cars-- for all I know I could have saved a few sets of wheels from early extinction if I had heeded the advice of all those Indy drivers who swear by it in the commercials.

Yup, a theme emerges.  The Drifter is adrift.  

Tom Wolfe dismissed writer's block as simple egocentricity.  And I agree.  It's one thing to be struggling but it's another to say that you're blocked.  Blocked from what?  The message on the cup above is applicable to fiction writers who make their own beds when they create their own worlds, and in many ways they have it easier than non-fiction writers because they have no obligation to veracity outside the requirements of making their imaginative constructs ring true....which I'll admit is no easy task.  

Hey man, snap out of it.  What's the deal-eo?  You got the whole world at your fingertips and a mouse just ready to take a bite out of all that cheese sitting there just a few URLs away.  

And you say you're stuck for a place to begin?  Ok, how bout inviting some other folks  over to join the conversation?  Like who? Well, let's see, ok, like folks you like and admire and enjoy hangin with....Like...

(all dialogue from actual original produced episodes)

Lisa: One thing I've always wondered... how can Fox News be so conservative when the Fox Network keeps airing raunchy shows? They don't fit together.

(Lisa then proceeds to flip channels between Fox News and Fox Network until Kent Brockman takes the remote control away from her.)

Kent: Fox deliberately runs shows that will earn them huge fines which are then funneled through the F.C.C. straight to the Republican Party. Everybody in the media knows it, but no one has the guts to say it.

(Homer hits a steel deer statue with his car)

Homer: D'oh!

Lisa: A deer!

Marge: A female deer!

Lisa: It's not funny, Bart. Millions of girls will grow up thinking that this is the right way to act; that they can never be more than vacuous ninnies whose only goal is to look pretty, land a rich husband, and spend all day on the phone with their equally vacuous friends talking about how damn terrific it is to look pretty and have a rich husband!

Bart: Just what I was going to say

Lisa: Guess what, mom? I'm a cruciverbalist!
Marge: Oh, Lisa, another religion? You know, you'll just drop the whole thing at college when you get a Jewish boyfriend.

Lisa: “I will iron your sheets when you iron out the inequities in your labor laws.” 

Amen, sister.

I feel better already.

and check this guy out...imagine if he had a decent guitar to work with...