Photo by Susan Eames
I have no excuse but I’m back from the wilds of Mexico, no closer to finishing the great work in progress. It’s funny how if you never put ink to paper, you never finish a project. Here’s a Friday Fictioneers prompt for your consideration about writer’s block and envy.
Pages of Envy
By T. Delaplain
Cuba Libre in hand I watch her delicate hand judge my pages. God damn her, too slow. The familiar burn of self doubt and rum threaten to devour me. The truth? I hate her; everything flows from her with ease. Her lips drip bitter honey but her words, oh her beautiful words, tumble with abandon onto her own pages. I’m the one who writes long into the night while she dreams. I chase a muse who will not stop or turn or invite me into her embrace. I am a slave to the page but she is ink, filling page after page.
Try your hand at writing 100 word flash fiction. Let the ink flow at Friday Fictioneers