Writers Block

i did it for the LOLs. some thing all writers get from time to time.

Lisa stood in the barren shattered landscape that was dotted with twisted gnarled barren trees under a sky of boiling black clouds. A few yards from her stood a stone older that recorded time smooth and polish but it had not been created by mortal hands. Lisa looked up at the skies black underbelly and yelled to the top of her lungs thrusting her palm into the air. Green lighting thundered down into her hand slinging sparks into the dry grass and lighting small little fires. The brightness kept coming as Lisa screamed into the nothingness clutching the light like a physical thing. Her cries trailed off as she was breathing hard trying to catch her breath. She looked at the flickering element in her hand and gritted her teeth in anger. She screamed as she trust her hand toward the large ancient block of stone. The energy only bounced off and hit a tree. The explosion shattered the tree into a hail of flaming debris that rained fire across the hill side. She looked at the gaping crater where the tree had been a second ago and frowned.

Lisa cleared her mind gritted her teeth thrust her hand into the sky and screamed. Blue lightning arced from above and slammed into her hand. The weight was so heavy she had to grab her wrist with her other hand to hold it up. She bore the increasing weight of it till she was sure her knees would burst. Then turning she slung the corona of light into the face the stone. It rebounded off and into the hill side that exploded. Molten slag that flew across the ground and cascaded through the air. It flowed and puddled cooling with the sounds of creaking and popping into glass. Lisa stared at the untouched block in anger and hate.

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John walked into the room, his wife Lisa sat in front of the computer a blank word document open and the cursor blinked slowly on the screen.

“what ya do-in?” he asked

Lisa sighed, “trying to break this writers block.”

Author's Note

i dare you!!

Reviews

[SpeedyHobbit Armstrong]

You're definitely right, I think everyone on WC can empathize with the struggle of writers block! Good story

[little bad puppy]

yea its kind of like a inside joke to other writers

[SquinklaPsyOps]

The character in the poem is being intentionally distracted by demons voices as they intentionally are trying to obstruct the character in the poem because the demons know the character in the poem is an Angel that uses praying to communicate with God.