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impure_tale) wrote2008-11-10 05:56 pm
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My readers, I am afflicted. Not by any present flooding, not by violent protest, not even by a nannying Warden. No, my tormentor is something a good deal more wicked.
Writers block, my lovelies. What am I to do?
Writers block, my lovelies. What am I to do?
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I can suggest only two remedies: plenty of good, mind-altering drugs or spending time with people you would normally loathe. Unbridled anger always gets my creative juices flowing.
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