So, I don’t know what happened to me last night around 10pm, and I doubt I’ll ever capture the mental state I was in, but I wrote.
Like, over 1000 words of fiction. I’m shocked.
Those of you who have been following my blog know that lately I have been stuck in a muddy state of depressive writer’s block.
But something happened last night. One moment I was on my Mac, lollygagging, and almost hypnotically I found myself rattling away on Microsoft Word, headphones locked in.
What resulted was a fun little short story, and its still a little rough, but here’s a short excerpt of the piece, reluctantly titled “Conversations”:
“‘Judy, I’d like to thank you for being so cordial with me this evening. I recently moved to the city, and haven’t had much in the way of conversation.’
‘Really?’ She leaned forward, closer. ‘Where from?’
‘What brought on the move?’
‘A broken relationship. I’ve been collecting the pieces ever since.’
Judy’s eyebrows curved upward and her head tilted to the side.
Pity, humanity’s most generous feeling.
‘I’m sorry,’ she said silently. Joshua took another sip.
“Quite alright. It went quick. The relationship taught me many things, so I am grateful.”
‘Well, simply, and if you’ll forgive my vulgarity, I discovered that watching a woman put her panties on is proof of the existence of God. Watching her take them off is proof that miracles do indeed happen. And watching her pack them away in a fit of rage is as close to helplessness as one can get.'”
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