So what happens when the story just won’t come? When days go by and every sentence seems to want to crawl back off the page and hide? When the great idea you had now looks pale and flaccid from every angle? What happens when the story just isn’t there and you only have a few hours before you have to post?
Obviously you write an epic poem. Well, ok, it’s not really epic. I think you have to have at least three volumes to call it epic, but it sure beats that dirty limerick I’ve had kicking around in my head all week.
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