“Muse sighted 100 km, north of those huge sand dunes.”
“Instructions received, move out unit, retrieve the muse at any cost, i repeat at any cost.”
Ladies and gentleman, the fight is on and the ground is expansive. The prize is clear and the parameters are wide. There is no room for failure and surrender is not an option. This war has to be fought and won at any cost, down to the last ounce of will power if need be. What is at stake is bigger than me and you, the course of destiny stands threatened by rebels within the life force which hampers the flow of creative juices. Juices which are vital for the continuity of the writing mojo which is the life essence of the blogging, neigh, the writing world. What a sad day this world would be, if writers downed their literal weapons and retreated to the anonymity of other professions. What chaos would descend among the ranks of mortals, sowing despair and failure where hope and inspiration reigns supreme.
“Muse growing wings as we speak and seems ready to take off.”
“Nuke the bastard, damn it.”
“Nuke armed and ready to deploy.”
“Fire at will, lets stop the bastard from flying away. may God save us all.”
“Aye Aye Sir, Nuke deployed. Target Neutralized.”
“”Negative, Negative. The Muse is in the air. I repeat, the muse is in the air.”
“Call Delta. This fight is in their hands now, back to base.”
My point, dear reader, is that a writer must from time to time be turned into a prisoner of war by the dreaded enemy, writers block. I know most of you are skeptical as to the evilness reminiscent in the person of this, writer’s block. have no doubt, dear reader, that its as evil as evil come. I’m talking magnito evil, he of the X men fame. Think of the wizard of oz, for those still fixated with living a fairy tale life. For the horror lovers, imagine wrong turn combined with the chain saw massacre. Then add a bit of hostel and saw and you have a picture of what kind of evil engulfs my creative mojo. But a plan is slowly formulating in my zillions brain cells on how to use amphibious techniques to stealthily neutralize this threat and plant my victory flag on the mountain of victory. Watch this space, especially you Nyambura and savvy, for giving me the go ahead to wage this war. This plan will unfold like the disappearance of fog on the onslaught of the majestic sun. As I dwell in my situation room, strategizing, planning, scheming even, the end result will be mind boggling. But then again, extremity is the only way to live life, everything else is sheer poppycock.