Writer’s Block
He sighs.
“What’s wrong, darling?”
She stretches her arms out from behind over his chest.
“This isn’t going anywhere. I’ve been staring at this blank piece of paper for hours now. What am I saying, for days.”
Once more, he sighs.
She squeezes him just a bit tighter.
“The only thing I seem to be good at is writing about how tough it is to write and to be a writer. The daily struggle with words and how to use them. Questioning myself if it’s all worth it.”
She loosens her grip.
“But at this, darling, you’re so very good.”
From Guest Contributor Hervé Suys
Hervé Suys (°1968 – Ronse, Belgium) started writing short stories whilst recovering from a sports injury and he hasn’t stopped since. Generally he writes them hatless and barefooted.