I thought coming here would help me write, but the opposite has happened. The only thing I hear is white noise – no voices crying for their place on the page; no worlds forming in my head. I write something down, only to scratch it out two minutes later.
The day is gray, dreary; the kind of day that used to lend itself well to my creations, but not anymore. Throwing the pen on the desk, I haul myself up and grab my pack. Enough is enough.
If I can’t create worlds in my head, I’m sure as hell going to explore the one right in front of me.
Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end. This one came in at 109 words. I’m just happy it happened at all. I literally almost gave up, but something magical happened when I decided to write about what I was going through right his moment! I hope you enjoy!
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