| Chapter One | - The Admittedly Foolish Idea




It all started the day I had run out of creativity. Before, my mind was constantly spitting out ideas, and not a day went by where a new idea wouldn't come to mind. I had several drafts saved and even had a free plot book online for everything I had abandoned. My first book, a horror one, had been such a success online, I even received offers to publish it.

People loved me.

I promised my audience that I would have a new book up soon, mentally marking the calendar for the first of next month. Even now, I still remember that night - I went to sleep, hoping for a good dream to boost an idea to the surface when I woke.

Instead, the next morning my head was empty, and my heart a little heavier. I brushed it off and sat down, hoping that the pool of refreshing ideas would soon fill again.

It was two weeks in when I started to panic. People were asking where it was, and I tried to respond casually, not letting on that I was asking myself the same question. I was desperate, foolish. I was willing to make a deal with the devil himself if only so I could enjoy the feeling of words transitioning from my mind to the screen once more. I was an addict, and I needed to get my fix.

I suppose that thought, mixed with my bad impulse control, is what made me search for something that would cure everything.

So, I looked for a way to summon a demon. It was stupid, silly, and overall idiotic, but then again, I suppose so am I.

If only I could have realized it would lead to my own personal hell - Er, pardon the pun.

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