Beginnings of 2020 - Elias and the Writer's Block
Elias and the Writer’s Block
It had been a few days since he had been able to write more than a paragraph. He needed a change of scene. Just sitting in his office, being stumped, wasn’t a good idea. ‘Maybe I should go to the Park,’ he thought. He hadn’t been there since the Pandemic started. That was something he had already written about. Those short stories had been well received, but he wanted to write something different. Something that would inspire hope. That was why he wanted to get out.
Ten minutes later, he parked his car outside the Park. It didn’t seem like there were too many other people there.
It had been a few days since he had been able to write more than a paragraph. He needed a change of scene. Just sitting in his office, being stumped, wasn’t a good idea. ‘Maybe I should go to the Park,’ he thought. He hadn’t been there since the Pandemic started. That was something he had already written about. Those short stories had been well received, but he wanted to write something different. Something that would inspire hope. That was why he wanted to get out.
Ten minutes later, he parked his car outside the Park. It didn’t seem like there were too many other people there.