Writer's Block

“Go on, write something.”

“Write what?”

“Anything. It doesn’t matter.”

“I can’t just write anything.”

“Why not?”

“Because that’s just not how it’s done! You have to have characters, and a scene and, you know… plot. I don’t even have an idea.”


“So, how can I write if I don’t have any ideas?”

“You’re writing now.”



“Look wh—? Oh. Huh.”

“Don’t stop. Keep going.”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know where to go.”

“Well, what happens next?”

“So far, nothing’s actually happened.”

“Then make something happen.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know. You tell me.”

“You’re supposed to be my inspiration. Shouldn’t you tell me?”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to do.”

“Fine. Here’s something: “The sun imploded, and every body died. The end.’”

“I’m still here.”

“You’re still not helping.”

“And yet you’re still writing.”

”...shut up.” ... “Hello?”

“You said shut up.”

“I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry. Talk to me. Please. Tell me what to do.”

“Just write.”

“Here we go again…”

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