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I'm doing flash fiction for this year's A to Z challenge, hope you enjoy!



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The blank page stares at me, taunting me, laughing at me. Why is this so hard? Just write something. Anything. It doesn’t even have to be something good, just write something!

There’s nothing there; my mind is blank as the page I’m staring at, empty. What can I write? They say you can get inspiration from anywhere, but I’ve tried everything; go for a walk, wash the dishes, go for a drive. Still nothing! A blank space where the words used to be, the rusty cogs in my brain groaning from the effort.

So what am I going to do? Stare at this blank page for the rest of the day, wishing the words would come?

Maybe I’ll try again tomorrow.

Comments

  1. Rob Z Tobor2 April 2015 at 10:50

    Ooooooooooo I know that feeling Miss Laura. . . . I often write about my writers block; the big wooden one with the carved African head on the side that was given to me by a strange wizard in an old book shop at the end of a dark cave full of vampire bats that howl like banshees at weekends.

    Rob Z Tobor

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  2. Donna McDine2 April 2015 at 11:27

    Great piece! Your latest reminds me of Tim McGraw's Blank Piece of Paper! If you haven't listened to it, you should!

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  3. Bish Denham2 April 2015 at 12:05

    I think the blank page is just about the most frightening thing every writer has to face.

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  4. Annalisa Crawford2 April 2015 at 12:24

    Fantastic B post. "A blank space where the words used to be" - I know that feeling well!

    Annalisa, writing A-Z vignettes, at Wake Up, Eat, Write, Sleep

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  5. Unknown2 April 2015 at 12:36

    That, Laura, is truly frightening.

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  6. Alex J. Cavanaugh2 April 2015 at 12:38

    That is really clever! It's not blank anymore.

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  7. Rachel Pattinson2 April 2015 at 14:24

    Great post! It's exactly what every writer fears - I know I do!

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  8. S. L. Hennessy2 April 2015 at 14:34

    I swear to god, blank pages heckle me. It's horrifying.

    Good luck with the 2015 A to Z Challenge!
    A to Z Co-Host S. L. Hennessy
    http://pensuasion.blogspot.com

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  9. Tasha Duncan-Drake2 April 2015 at 15:31

    Now this I cam empathise with completely - there are just some days when blank pages refuse to fill and even if they do the words are just heavy and useless.
    Tasha
    Tasha's Thinkings | Wittegen Press | FB3X (AC)

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  10. Sara2 April 2015 at 15:35

    Nice choice for the letter B :) Good luck with the challenge this month!

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  11. Susan Gourley/Kelley2 April 2015 at 15:42

    Your flash fiction could have been about some of my days. It's bad when going for a walk doesn't help.

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  12. Stephanie Bird2 April 2015 at 15:53

    I like your flash fiction. As a fellow writer, I've certainly been there and tried doing those things to break through the blank page. Hope inspiration returns to you soon. (Stopping by from A to Z Challenge).

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  13. Chrys Fey2 April 2015 at 15:58

    Oh yes, I've sure had this feeling before.

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  14. Sophie Duncan2 April 2015 at 16:08

    I think we've all been there - so hassled by wanting to write that we can't think of anything to write. Great piece.
    Sophie
    Sophie's Thoughts & Fumbles
    FB3X
    Wittegen Press

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  15. Julie Flanders2 April 2015 at 16:29

    Unfortunately I can really empathize with this piece! I guess we have all been there too many times.
    Looking forward to more of your stories.

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  16. Anonymous2 April 2015 at 17:22

    This is definitely something I can relate to. I have only tried my hand at flashf iction a few times but then I encoutner this very problem. When faced with limited words and limited time, my brain seems to go blank. #AtoZChallenge

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  17. Dr Genevive Angela2 April 2015 at 18:06

    sometimes it happens to me to; just being kind and patient with myself.. I move on..

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  18. Dr Genevive Angela2 April 2015 at 18:06

    sometimes it happens to me to; just being kind and patient with myself.. I move on..

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  19. Dr Genevive Angela2 April 2015 at 18:06

    sometimes it happens to me to; just being kind and patient with myself.. I move on..

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  20. Dr Genevive Angela2 April 2015 at 18:06

    sometimes it happens to me to; just being kind and patient with myself.. I move on..

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  21. Dixie@dcrelief2 April 2015 at 18:23

    Aw, Laura, it happens, and this is so appropriate today for many of us!!!
    You wrote: "The words will come..." well use that tomorrow... "come what may" (smile)

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  22. Cherdo2 April 2015 at 20:16

    Hehe....the dreaded block! Shake it off, take a nap and hit it again. :-)

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  23. Cherdo2 April 2015 at 20:16

    Hehe....the dreaded block! Shake it off, take a nap and hit it again. :-)

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  24. Haneen Ibrahim2 April 2015 at 21:43

    It happens, tell me about it :|
    "Haneen/I Will Never Give you Up (479)"

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  25. Blogoratti2 April 2015 at 21:57

    Happens all the time, hehe. Nice piece!

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  26. cheerfuloptimistic2 April 2015 at 22:29

    I love this.

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  27. Cathy Elaine2 April 2015 at 22:38

    Creativity can be coaxed, but definitely not forced. I appreciate your authenticity.

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  28. Nick Wilford2 April 2015 at 22:59

    We can all relate to this one!

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  29. Li3 April 2015 at 00:51

    I do some really odd things in that situation. Like write a letter to someone that I'm annoyed with.(And destroy it of course.) Maybe imagine what the neighbors are up to - the ones who always have the shades drawn. Once I wrote a profile for a fake dating site - which eventually turned into a story about a stalker. My Spam folder is always full of entertaining stuff too- I thought about doing a series of fake replies.

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  30. Click3 April 2015 at 12:51

    For one of my OU Creative Writing assignments I wrote a poem about having writer's block. Sometimes all you can write about is what's on your mind.

    Perhaps writing an ode to a blank sheet of paper will give you the stepping stone to the next thing you're going to write. ;-)

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  31. L.G. Keltner4 April 2015 at 20:02

    Oh, I've been through this countless times. It's the worst feeling in the world, and you captured it wonderfully!

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  32. Anonymous4 April 2015 at 21:55

    hi came by here on day 1, but could not leave a message, will attempt to do sow now again :) lets see how that goes. I think, this post puts the challenge in perspective - about writing honestly. this is modhukori as the message insists i am anonymous :)

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  33. Bevimus5 April 2015 at 23:05

    Have I been there? I live there!

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  34. Sara C. Snider6 April 2015 at 07:45

    Ha! I can definitely relate to the feeling. We all have *that* day. ;)

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  35. Heather Musk6 April 2015 at 20:56

    The cogs in my mind feel rusty every day at the moment, so I can relate to this a lot. A great way to put it into words.

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