Writer's Block: Ron
“The little line is mocking me! It knows I can’t write anything, but it keeps flashing away. Mock! It says. Mock, mock!”
“Just write anything, then. Just to break the block. Write... what you had for breakfast.”
“But the words are getting lonely! There are so very few of them, and they huddle together on the lines for warmth; randomly run together syllables that hint of a deeper meaning but never seem to quite make sense...”
Hermione sighed, and patted the top of Ron’s head, fondly.
“That big button at the bottom’s what you need. It’s called a space bar.”
“Just write anything, then. Just to break the block. Write... what you had for breakfast.”
“But the words are getting lonely! There are so very few of them, and they huddle together on the lines for warmth; randomly run together syllables that hint of a deeper meaning but never seem to quite make sense...”
Hermione sighed, and patted the top of Ron’s head, fondly.
“That big button at the bottom’s what you need. It’s called a space bar.”