kalon comp - ended

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what a cutie ,,, mark

[poindexter]

m e g a r e s

[kolyakun]

kolyakun || Max || Male || Writer

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Max was a writer of sorts, he’d write short stories for magazines and newspapers although this time he was drawing a blank. A thick wall had etched itself into his brain. Where a creative downpour of ideas would normally flow straight from his brain and onto the page, today, come nothing. The wall was blocking them, he felt useless. He was drawing a blank, the words just won’t come.
The clock on the computer read 2:58am. Max tapped his finger against the side of his face, staring blankly at the monitor in front of him. Arms crossed and brows furrowed, the millionth heavy sigh escaped his still lips. And so Max ended up writing nothing...again. The document garishly white, staring back at him. The monitor’s blinking black curser taunting him.
“Ha!” It laughs with every pulse, “You don’t even know where to begin!”
Thoughts fill Max’s mind, clashing against each other like knights with vicious swords,
Dragon fire, evil ire, castles filled with ladies and lords.
Max lets out a long, drawn out sigh and lays his head down on his desk.
“I need to organize my thoughs…” he sighed softly, sitting back up and propping his head on his hands before going back to hovering his hands over the keyboard. He sat like that for a moment before giving into the frusteraton again.
“Ugh! My ideas just won’t come out of my hands!” Max ran his fingers through his hair, tagging at his loose curls and leaned back in his office chair, gazing at the cieling, eyes following the lights of the cars that drove past his house and reflected on the cieling.
“When will this wrter’s block end…” Max let out a long drawn out sign before finally getting up from his chair and giving up for the night.
[303 words]

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