One of the scariest scenes ever in cinematic history, in my humble opinion, is that moment when Wendy Torrance discovers that her husband Jack, all this time, has been writing the same sentence over and over and over again, in various different ways, with different punctuation, spacing, layout on the page. Sure, it's scary because Wendy realizes all of a sudden that Jack is completely and utterly off his rocker. But I also think it's scary because dude has a serious case of writer's block.
I'm nearly there myself tonight. Writing the same lame-ass sentence over and over and over again in various different patterns, with different punctuation, spacing, layout on the page. Gertrude Stein might be proud. There is nothing worse than those moments when the Gods of inspiration do not sing to you. When the muse remains silent. And you plod along through the forest of words, all of them tasting rather bland.
All work and no play makes Jill a dull girl. And completely and utterly bored with herself. ~Alice