my struggle with writing fiction
After waking up, something came up to my mind. I’ve always wanted to write my next fiction piece for the longest time, so I think now could be the best time for that! Because of that, I’m going to start right away!
First a plot, well what genre do I write? What genre do I always watch? Do I have any knowledge with the topic I have in mind? How about this? No, it’s too generic, this one’s kind of redundant, and this one’s too meh, I thought. All these questions, and yet, after the longest time of thinking, my mind returns absolutely nothing.
Hm, oh well, I guess I’ll think about it later.
One shower session later, and my mind suddenly explodes with limitless amounts of ideas and lore. I hurriedly put on clothes and booked it to the piece of paper. I lowered my pen and finally…
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Nothing… Damn…
After having the biggest brain fart of my life, I thought about it more before ultimately giving up and heading to bed. Repeat cycle.