Writer's Block
My fingers scurried across the keyboard like mice who were afraid of being caught by a cat if they didn't keep running. Ideas pooled out of my head and leaked into the story faster than I could process.
With every word, I could see a building block being placed from afar. The more I wrote, the more blocks were placed. The more I wrote, the closer I got to it. I wrote until I crashed into the wall, preventing me from writing any further. All I could do was wait until I could write through the wall. All I could do was wait...
Written in 103 words.
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