Blow Out

Yesterday, I found myself staring at page 37 of a script. It’s due next week. No matter how long I stared, page 37 refused to fill up with Courier 12pt.

I downed tools and availed myself of the armoury:

I failed to draw a happy face but I ended the session with a smile.

I returned to the writing cave and was greeted with page 37. My fingers moved over the keyboard:


Of course: a little interlude never hurt no one.

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