WRITER’S BLOCK
Frustrated Writer Buys a Word
The cost of creativity is driven home
Muse: “I’ve got this. As her earbud fell out the lights grew brighter.” Mind: okay, that’s good. why?
Muse: “Every sensation costs a vowl.” Mind: A what? a vowel?
Muse: “Would you rather lose punctuation” Mind: No! Come on! Work with me!
Muse: “She had a decent idea that cost an immediate pain in her side.” Mind: OUCH!
Muse: “You must suffer for your art, the muse told her.” Mind: If that’s the case, then the muse needs to be more a-muse-ing.
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Muse: “She cast a cliched, stupid thought adrift upon the sea page. Her life was cut short by a day.”
😲😕🤬💀🥸
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Mind: what’s wrong with her?
“She smiled with satisfaction and the words grew smaller.”
Mind: this won’t work
Muse: “Yes, it will. Shut up and type.”
.ʞɔɐq ʇɥƃı̣ɹ ǝq ןן’I, she said. Mind: huh? Muse: “I’ll be right back,” she said.
Mind: That’s upside down, not kcab.
Muse: “Chagrin me at your peril.” Mind: ‘chagrin me….’ OUCH!!! Stop hurting me!
Muse: “That’s the night that the lights went out in ___” ???… … …???
Mind: Why is Georgia $50?
Muse: … … … Mind: knock it off. You’re not using AI.
Muse: ?
Mind: I still need a story. Muse:
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I think I might have a writer’s block.
In my dreams, stories are written. I wake up and am annoyed they’re not on the page. There’s no
Humph!
Ann James, I think this qualifies as Short and Weird and Make it Weird(er) for Deluded Custodians. :) Oh yeah, must have the requisite altered altar to Smillew Rahcuef.
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