I have lost the ability to write.
I'm currently suffering what it quite possible the worst writer's block I've ever experienced. I'm only nine pages into a Radio play I promised to write for my friends, and I'm stuck, I can't finish a prompt, I can't write the next chapter to a story I'm supposed to continue, I can't even write down my thoughts properly in a blog without a significant amount of effort.
The Ancient Greeks believed in muses, goddesses that would provide inspiration, and were the source of a writer's story, a musician's music, an artist's artwork, and so on. Great poets and other famous artsy type people would consistently call upon them in their work.
Now, I don't really consider myself to be a great poet, or a great writer, or certainly a great musician (last chair, third trumpet freshman year) so basically, what I have to ask the muses, or really, anyone who's listening:
What the hell is wrong with me?!
Well...ok, maybe not that, entirely. There's nothing hugely wrong with me other than the whole writer's block thing, which isn't really a big deal except that I can't finish that chapter, and I'm bored since I can't write anything. Maybe I'll go draw something, that'll be a laugh.