The birth of this blogger

This has long been coming. In fact to be precise, it has taken 5 years.

I claim to love books, proclaim proudly that I have been reading for quite long and have tried to bring in as much variety as possible in my reading.

Make no mistake, it was not for any hidden wish to emerge one fine day as a literary genius par extreme, hitertho undiscovered, that I resisted so long in penning down my thoughts on a regular basis.

I am a slow writer. Period.

Some Facts:

1) I have been ruminating on possible names for a blog, a theme and other accouterments for close to 4 hours now.

2) I have spent 10 minutes after writing the last line thinking about what to write next

3) Now I wonder if I am suffering from an acute case of Writer's Block. The only thing that confounds me is that to claim thus, I have to first prove myself to be a writer.

4) I wonder how people blog on their GPRS.

5) The only consolation after careful consideration that I gleefully will accept is that I probably suffer from Blogger's Block (If at all there is something thus) - Hell, I have written short stories and love letters right from school. You have to blame the latter for not giving me the confidence to pursue publishing the former.

Now that I have breached the 18 line barrier, I shall refrain from pushing myself any further. As they say in Tamil,

Alavu minjinal amuthamum visham - In excess, even the life-perpetuating Nector is poisonous