Why is it that for someone fluent in two languages and semi-conversant in another, I have the hardest time writing? Lists, notes, blogs - let alone the epic novels for which I (one day) will be famous. It's as if by setting thoughts and ideas to paper or typing in my keyboard, I was disturbing the purity of blankness. Most often, staring up at my computer screen, I watch helplessly as the cursor blinks, helplessly hypnotized by it's infinite rhythm.

Blink...Blink...Blink...

Always my breathing would slow down...slower...slower...and then faster and faster when I realize that there is STILL nothing on the screen. So I experiment. I type a single letter, quickly.

M

And faster than the next cursor blink, it gets deleted.

The DELETE key strikes again.

A professor in one of the colleges I had attended two years ago had once told the class that the DELETE key is one of the worst inventions in history. It makes it so easy to not commit. That an idea gets so obstructed by deleted words that it could not be properly birthed into being should be a crime.

I tend to agree. This is a very short post and yet, after looking at the time, it has taken me almost an hour and a half to complete. The DELETE key has taught me to become a pre-proofreader, so that before I could even complete a few words, I had already proofread the whole sentence in the paper of my mind and deemed it imperfect. DELETE DELETE DELETE.

I bet the DELETE button will be quite surprised when I hit the PUBLISH tab.