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Author:          themanwiththeplan
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First Edit:      Saturday 6th of June 2015 06:42:01 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Saturday 6th of June 2015 06:44:38 PM CDT

I looked down at the paper on the table, it was still blank, I had been sitting here for the better part of an hour hoping I'd be able to write something down on it.
 
"Writing will be good for you," they all said "you should try it!"
 
nuts to them, this cannot be worth it in the long run. It isn't even worth it now! How can they all do this for fun?! It's just a bundle of stress and distorted thoughts that ends in disappointment and a deep feeling of failure, no matter how many times I try I just cannot hold an idea long enough without some part of my mind shooting it down for some reason or another!
...
maybe I'm just thinking too hard about this? That's a valid issue right? I look away from the table and gaze around the room, a few pictures of friends and family line the walls and shelves alongside various other knickknacks, one of the windows was wide open, slowly I slink over to close it it wasn't a very good day outside anyway, the rain made everything gloomy and depressing and the sound was starting to get to me anyway. Turning around my eyes fall on the shelves of books that line one of the walls of the room, I always did love to read, any genre of book and any size and for how much I've read over the years you think I'd be able to get a stable idea down on paper and go with that... apparently not. Slowly I move towards the books and pick out one of the history textbooks.
 
History always interested me, to see how a group trudged forward to become a major power only to be brought down by another up and coming nation, wars particularly interested me as did war stories I always liked reading about the two sides of a war as I never liked clear cut black and white scenarios
 
'maybe I could write a war story myself?' No, that's a stupid idea brain, there's no way I could do that without coming off as trying too hard to play with emotions.
 
'fantasy?' Maybe, I always enjoyed a good fantasy novel and maybe I could get something down that's passable. But what if I screw up somewhere? What if the idea is stupid? what if the whole thing is just stupid?
 
What else was it they said though? 'just do it, you're not going to be good at it overnight.'? Maybe they're right. Determined I go back to the table and begin to jot down whatever comes into my head, after all, no one has to actually see the first few drafts right?