Writer's Block

When you find yourself staring at the page in front of you, and keep on making typos and spelling mistakes, one comes to know, that one has Writer's Block. It is the time when all stuff that you write seem shit. Yes, I can feel the difficulty right in this post.
I know I haven't posted in a while, but now you know why. I haven't really been able to write much in these past months; mostly because of tight schedules, and secondly, because of several hindrances in my life. I had been in a crisis for some long duration of time, and indeed I am in one right now; I had decided to drop the veil of Picaro, and just be me. But you see, I realized that I was fooling myself. I am after all me, and cannot hide from myself.

I am in between two stories right now, along with several unfinished ones ready at my side for my attention. I am so deep in my block, that right now I am searching the web for stock characters, and so far it has helped a little. However, insightful characters are never created this way. Also, I needed some specific ones, not your average Joe type characters, but some really strong ones. I would suggest people read Nisio Isin's Bakemonogatari, or watch it perhaps, as it is also an anime.

So I guess I shall write later. 

I am getting into the groove, so maybe if I start reading Quantum Mech, I will get some more ideas of a scary High School Ghost Story!

After three days which passed like a gale of cool air blasting across the countryside in the summer, I have begun to feel a kind of tone-down affecting my behaviour. Yes, three days at the Cool Japan Festival was completely, and in short, awesome. I will never forget my participation, and the memories it had. Too bad I couldn't still sell any of my own ideas, but I could interact with companies like Bandai and BushiRoad, and understand a bit about the market that is India. Yes, Yes, I know. I sound kinda fake.I wished to have interacted more, but I could not. And it was far from a proper Anime Conference a la SakuraCon. Nonetheless, the Festival brought me lots of positives. For one, I saw a Maiko (her name was Korin) for the first time in my life. And, I couldn't believe how beautiful she was, and that too she was 17 years old! I got myself a Vanguard deck. I just need to find out a little bit more, and I hope i will represent India in the battling scenes soon enough. It was a bit too costly as a souvenir, but, I am glad to be a possessor of a brand new trial deck. I hope Bushi Road has got a distributor, otherwise I will try to find them a new one. But, most importantly, I made loads of new friends! But now, I need to go back to my thoughtful and pensive self. Art is done in solitude, and displayed in public!

Wake....

I don't know why exactly I start over again. There is a gaping discontinuity that I gaze over. After a very long soirée do I take up a pen again to write. Yes, the break was an enforced one. It is not daily that a Writer writes his own thoughts. Sometimes, he lets his mind wonder, and drift along with the clouds in the scary blue sky... Hmmm..' *yawn* Yes, I sleepy now, and my brain is justifying a closure on all things taking up space in the mind. I will now continue to post the daily happenings of mine, such trifles in front of the grand-canonicals of the Universe. But, I know about it, and therefore it is beneficial to me.