Where do I start???

Writers block....is it possible to have writers block when you're not technically a writer?? For as long as I can remember I have wanted to begin the story that would "change my life, and the lives of others", and yet my head is as vacuous as ever and my eyes are already strained and dry from staring at the computer screen in front of me. It is a lovely computer screen though, 24"Asus flat screen. Very nice. I have many nice things..looking around my office the first thing I notice is my bookcase, completely overflowing with my favourite novels, biographies and manuals. To me, books are constant reminders as to what phase your life was in at the time.
There's my much loved collection of the Sweet Valley High series...this was me pretty much me from age ten until, shamefully, about twenty. And yes, every now and then I will still pick one up and relive the adventures of Jessica and Elizabeth; the amazingly beautiful and adventurous identical Californian twins. I have about 300 of those.
Then there are my Marian Keyes - my absolute idol. The funniest, most HONEST author I've come across yet. I swear I can relate to every one of her characters. I have all of her books.
Also in there are my Jodi Picoults for when I feel a bit angsty..she reminds me there are always others out there worse off than me. I also have a range of Beauty Therapy textbooks, a few Stephen Kings', Deant Koontzs' and the like and of course my "Pregnancy Collection". To say I am a tad obsessive would be an understatement. When I fell pregnant with my first child, (I'll get to that), in 2007, I felt it ABSOLUTELY ESSENTIAL to purchase every pregnancy manual I could get my hands on. I got my moneys worth though, as I read, re-read and re-re-read those things from cover to cover, constantly assessing wether or not my pregnancy was running smoothly, and making myself sick with worry that I hadn't felt any kicking yet, does my baby kick too much? , had I taken enough folic acid?, the book says colostrum is a clearish colour but mines a tad whitish..is this normal? Oh my Gosh...the manual says I can't eat feta cheese...was that spinach and feta cheese pie I made BEFORE I was pregnant or AFTER?? Looking back...it's no wonder that I was a neurotic headcase that ended up with high blood pressure and a script for Zoloft.
There's other things in this room of course, some that I really really love, and others that I hate with the fire of a thousand suns...For example; My one of a kind framed Smashing Pumpkins poster that my darling husband presented me with for my last birthday - LOVE it. The scary collection of limited edition 1970ish  Smurfs (that will one day be worth money) - HATE it. The antique display cabinet that belonged to my beloved Grandfather - LOVE it. The items inside said cabinet - HATE it. The cabinet is now home to darling husband's comic collection. Are you sensing a rhythm here? Yes; my hubby is a 'collector.'Except where some people collect ONE thing, eg stamps, bottles, smurf paraphernalia, MY hubby goes the whole hog and has MULTIPLE collections. In fact he COLLECTS collections. Here's a few; smurfs,comics, yo-yo's, army and war items, rockabilly items, skateboards, marvel figurines  (Yes - they're STILL in their boxes for future superannuation collection), keyrings(he picked up a BARGAIN bag from a garage sale once...had some lovely pieces, including many Tasmanian emblems, a tomato slice and one that said Hi My Name Is Steve..
Honestly, the list goes on...and yet as annoying as he can be, and as INCONSISTENT as his hobbies are I still think he is possibly the nicest person Ive ever met. A tad on the short side, yet lovely nonetheless. However, if his collections begin to hover around the category of' hoarding, we may have to re-evaluate. His name is Joe and he is a Barber. He owns the coolest store in town filled with retro items and men love it. He can talk and talk to anyone and always remembers peoples' names. Even when they haven't been in for a year. He is a wonderful husband and an amazing Father.
We have two daughters. Lucy who is four and has started Kindergarten this year (yippee) (sorry - didn't mean that), and Alani, who is nearly two. They are both very beautiful of course, with lovely blonde hair and blue eyes. They are also very loud. I can be quite loud, yet almost mouselike when compared to my two banshees.They are also both very funny. And slightly annoying. No, not really. One funny thing they do is  ; EVERY time we leave my parents'house, Lucy will yell out to my Mum, "Hey Woman, get in the kitchen and make me some pie!", and Alani will follow that with "woman...kitchen and pie!!!" Very funny.
There are other things in this room also, but most of it belongs to Joe. Infact, looking aroud it is just beginning to dawn on me that this is very much indeed a 'man's room'. Signed footballs, war pictures, car prints, signed Canadian ice-hockey pucks..how have I not noticed this before??
Anyway, as I was saying, I really want to write THE book. So i have been thinking that maybe the best way to get into the groove was to start my own blog and see if there is anyone out there who would actually be remotely interested in my ramblings. So I shall now post this lovely little piece of script and wait for the applause to roll in...stay tuned.