A brief reflection on writer’s block. Knowing the direction you want that short story to take but being unable to find the words that take it from design to finished product.

 

“The wild animal of creativity, released from its cage, paces up and down in my head. It skulks around in my thoughts and dreams, seeking my mind for prey, my heart to devour. Inner animal essence is a beast unleashed, insatiably growling, howling and prowling on the savannah of my inspiration. It lurks and stalks and sneaks around my imagination, scavenging my brain for food but there is nothing to eat in this word famine.”

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