Fizzy Block

“It’s not that I have writer’s block, exactly, it’s that my creative mind went on vacation without asking me first,” she grumbled.

She sat at her desk and stared at the blank screen before her. It should have hundreds of words on it by now–okay, okay, dozens. At least one or two!

She blew a forceful breath from her mouth, rippling her bangs across her forehead, and leaned back against the headrest. No inspiration on the boringly bland white ceiling above her.

Wait: a sound! A soft ticking amidst the constant white noise of her technologically  heavy life. She sat up straight and looked around until her eyes lip on the can of ginger ale just to the left of her keyboard. Is it possible to write a story about carbon dioxide escaping solution?

She laughed at the idea. No way!

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4 Comments on “Fizzy Block”

  1. KarmenF says:

    So now I’m craving a ginger ale…๐Ÿ˜


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