I came across a web site, which chose to share this rediculous home remedy to cure writer's block. They put this out there and expected us to believe it

"Writer's block" a term used loosely and held close to some more than other's. Something that will tear apart the human mind over years of stress related happennings. It's known to cause: shortness with others, bitterness, seclusion, and loss of sanity in some cases studied. In other's, it's something that comes and goes as it pleases. Short bursts of, long nights ending with stacks of crumpled paper//s, loitering in the corner of your room (or wherever it may be) not close to the waste basket by any means, but piled up enough in your head so much, it makes as a makeshift trash bin already.

So this is what they said. In the year 1932, a man named Richard Beliguin, discovered and simple remedy for what's commenly known as writer's block. It came about when Rich mixed the urine of Meercats and the pollen of a Purpledious Emazia. His livestock and maybe even family were in risk of being eaten//harmed by a pack of wild dogs. Rich, he wouldn't harm an animal, if it came down to life or death. He always said he'd go how it was planned. A circle of life. Anyway, the urine and pollen. He wanted to use this potion or remedy as a tranqualizer for the dogs. Take his family and animals out of harms way. Also, tranquing the rabid dogs and maybe, in hopes, coming to terms with these manic pups and let them roam his plentiful acres of land without harming anything and also creating a bond between the groups. It took a turn for the best though, as Rich loaded the tranqualizers into the dart gun he accidently shot himself in the foot. Oops. When he came to, he wrote the most wonderfully enchanting story about a land where a mutual agreement between animals and man was made and honored. They lived as one. But really as two. This book, it made Rich by NIcholas