[contrabandturtlekitty]

I stare up at the ceiling. There's so many things to do, so much to say. Here i am though, with just me and the empty room. What am i to do. My head is spinning. I curse and sit up looking at the empty screen, that should be filled with a story by now, if not five of them. Writer's block sucks. I jump a little on my bed. THAT'S IT!! I pick up my computer and start typing. If my writer's block is stopping me from writing then why not write about what is stopping me!