Typist’s block?
The words… they refuse to appear!
I stare blankly at the screen. The screen’s brightness is off – I can literally see my face on it. That must be it!
I fumble, hoping to catch at least one of the words from a few moments ago. Nope, the night is as luckless as it is wordless.
I look down at the keyboard. I look up at the fan. My mind wanders around the barren room.
Why can’t I write a single creative word when I’m at a computer? Everyone else can! Why do I have to draft everything using a pencil and a piece of paper?
Several minutes pass. The air conditioner valiantly rumbles on, oblivious to the standstill inside my head.
I give up.
Graphite beats silicon yet again.
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