Okay so I'm sitting here getting ready to start my day.  And I have nothing to write about.  It's called Writer's Block...a condition wherein a writer is devoid of all thought and cannot form opinions, fashion words into an attractive sentence, or even think of a suitable topic that will captivate his readers. 

I was hit with the condition for the first time in my senior year.  We read ten novels, four plays, and hundreds of poems under the British genre.  For each item read, a 250 word essay was to be submitted.  Each essay had a certain focal point.  Sometimes I'd have to discuss the theme of a novel.  Sometimes the conflict.  Sometimes it was a discussion of the hero and/or heroine.  The list went on, and Mrs. Heckman just adored making our senior year of English a living hell.  Fortunately for me, her class opened my mind to reading more, developing a stronger command of diction, and led to an overall improvement in my vocabulary.  At the end of the year, our work was culminated by a ten to fifteen page research paper on any topic of British Literature.  After my first two or three essays in her class, writer's block was well out of my system.  The consistency with which I wrote helped me flow from one paper to the next, always with ideas in mind.  Then came the research paper.  And I was stopped dead in my tracks.    I couldn't think of anything to write about, and it was a five week torcher.  I approached Mrs. Heckman about this, and she told me everyone that had already submitted a topic chose their favorite book, and chose to expand on a particular concept in the book (theme, hero/heroine, conflict, etc.), and it would be more than acceptable for me to do so.  But that wasn't me.  I like to stand out.  I like to be the one with a different perspective.  So instead, I chose an author and focused on her life.  What inspiration did she use for her novels.  How personable were her novels to her.  And I found that Jane Austen's love novels weren't exactly fiction.  They were her life...and all she did was change the names of the characters.  That's when my writer's block was cured.  I coined the topic, "The Ironic Parallelism Between Jane Austen's Novels and Her Life."

And it looks like I just found another cure for this symptom of WB.