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Writer's block

She sat in the chair, staring into space. I tried the usual methods. I couldn’t reach her with my voice or waving my hands in front of her face. My touch did not bring her back to the world either. I really started to worry when gin and tonic didn’t shift her.

It comes and goes. She’s been like this since she started writing. We like to call it writers block.


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