A look, a sigh, still nothing written. The pencil in my hand moves back and forth in a pendulum manner. My other hand happens to be holding my head up above the lined blank paper. The clock above my desk becomes louder and louder. Eventually it disappears behind my thoughts.
Alas! Something comes to mind, I try desperately to jot it all down, but after writing the second word, it's lost. Lost. Will it ever be found again? I doubt it. For an hour I sit, the paper mocking me, until I decide that nothing is all I can squeeze out.
The pencil is put back into the cup where its companions rest. I stand, the paper clutched in my hands. There's only two things I could do with it: trash it, or keep it for another day. I chose the latter and stuck it on my growing pile of nothingness. Maybe tomorrow will be my lucky day. Maybe tomorrow I will win. Maybe tomorrow I will conquer the evil known as Writers Block.
Author notes
I decided I needed a new story... but I can't seem to actually get past the second-fourth paragraph on any of the ones I've started, so I thought I'd write about my writers block x.x
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interesting I have never thought about writing about my writers block i may try this and see if it helps
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Wow that was great actually. I suppose when in doubt write about writer's block. Great job.
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lol, yeah... thanks!
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hahaha, that's cute!!! Nice job Krysa!!! I hate writers block!!!
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lol me too!!! you have no idea how many unfinished stories I've started over the past couple of months... x.x
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lol
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