Liz sat on her bed in her room with her Dell laptop on her lap. After continually searching google for ideas, browsing other stories, and clicking the inspiration link over and over again, she was about to give up. She decided to try her google idea one last time.

Typing in the words, ‘Morning Sleepy Head,’ she clicked on the images button and found a picture of a girl wearing a gray and black striped sweater and a black hat covering her short blonde hair. Looking at the buildings on the sides of the picture, Liz assumed she was in New York City.

Is this the end of my writer’s block!? She thought to herself. Will I finally be able to try _ to write a decent ficlet now?_ There was only one way to find out. Liz clicked on the write link on her screen and started to type furiously, making sure she didn’t make one single error…