Nothing.
Yep, I just spent ten minutes looking at a blank screen wondering what I was going to write. And nothing, absolutely nothing came to mind, other than nothing itself.
I guess that’s something then?
Oh shut up, I’m a writer with the best writers block ever.
Okay, I need to write something, not just ramble on good screen space.
Deep breath, hands hover above the space printed keyboard and…
Nothing.
Well that accomplished just about everything.
I wonder if sarcasm actually can drip from a page. If it could and you’re holding this then be careful. Jeez.
Okay enough delay, I need to write something today.
Or maybe next Monday…
Ugh sorry.
Ehh, I’m still rambling.
Haha, it’s kind of funny in a way. Rambling has become my subject. Maybe I should write a story where the main character just rambling for the entire book.
Yeah I wouldn’t read that either.
What I would read is an actual story! Something I have failed to write.
Halfway through the page with nothing but filler words. Yep, aren’t you so proud?
Maybe if I talk about my day, I’ll get into something. Okay let’s see, I finished driving school. Is that fun?
Nah, it was boring.
I seriously have no idea what to talk about.
Why are you even still reading this? Is this entertaining you? It’s starting to entertain me, I mean I shouldn’t be messing around trying to write a new story when I have one I need to continue. I’m already like two days late on that, sorry guys.
Maybe if I make this super boring I’ll lose interest.
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NOPE I’M STILL HERE. Writing on a page that’s filling up with nonsense!
Maybe I should put a secret spoiler in the very end, so you’ll stay to read the rest. Of course you could just skip this ramble and look for the ending, so I shouldn’t do that.
Maybe I should hide it within the writing. Like a secret code.
GJSJ473DJ4U
Hey is it just me or have you noticed that there’s capital letters, but not capital numbers? Numbers are just as important as letters to us, so why not make different sizes?
Right, math’s hard enough already. What am I thinking! Thanks brain! You just conflicted yourself??
Speaking of conflict, is it just me or have any of you (the ones still reading this) thought about writing a story with no conflict? It’s kept me up at night. Thinking of ways to write a story with absolutely no conflict.
What bothers me is that you can’t really do that. Conflict is part of the story. If we wrote stories without conflict, then they wouldn’t be stories!
For example, the story I’m writing currently. If there wasn’t a conflict between John and Zoey, then she would have never moved out. They would have gotten along together, and there would be no need to go to the Omega compound.
How much fun would that be?
I notice that so many people I know want life to be good and sweet and perfect, and it saddens me. Life is fun and awesome because of the conflict we go through. Life being imperfect makes those perfect times way better, and acknowledges the imperfect as normal.
Why are you still here?
Why am I? It’s midnight and I should really sleep.
But see, this page isn’t blank anymore, and its now not nothing. It’s a ramble still, but obviously if you are still reading then it must be somewhat interesting right?
I don’t know.
Goodnight.
There’s no spoiler, sorry. =P
