Writer’s block happens to everyone.
Don’t be discouraged.
Take a break. Shake up your writing habits.
Rekindle your motivation and inspiration
Shoved to his knees, the scavenger kneels before Lady Pellanora of the Vega Galaxy. Sitting on a throne, she wears a gown of silver stardust. Hulking mechanical guards at her sides.
Knife to throat, he pleads. “Your brilliance, apologies for entering your realm without permission. Please, grant my ship safe passage and in exchange, I’ll bestow a priceless artifact.”
“And what, feeble human, could you possibly offer me?” The Lady muses.
He holds a glass vial housing a green sprout in soil sample. “A remnant of Earth.”
She scoffs. “Earth was destroyed.”
In his helmet, he grins. “Earth is resilient.”
Write with Heart.
“Darling, I’d give you the world, If I could.” He kissed her gloved knuckles.
Her eyes rolled. “Always the charmer.”
The two masked lovers cloaked in darkness. A city in midnight. She cut one perfect circle into the glass ceiling.
“It’s true, I’d give you my heart on a platter…” He crooned as he shimmied down the rope.
She shushed him. “Be quiet or we’ll be caught.”
“And a diamond on your pretty finger.”
On a pedestal, a massive diamond sparkled behind lasers.
He snatched the jewel. Security alarms blared.
Ruby lips smiled. “I love you too, idiot, now hurry!”
Write with heart.
“I scroll through social media, and they’re all married, in great shape, with nice jobs, nice houses. Some even have kids,” She curls into herself, holding a school reunion invitation. “And then there’s me, single with a minimum wage job and muffin top.”
“Not everyone’s lives are as perfect as they appear,” He assures her. “Do not compare yourself.”
She sighs. “I know but, they all look so happy, and I…” Her fingers graze the golden lamp.
Grinning, the genie leans forward. “What is it you desire?”
“I don’t want all that. I wish for…. A different kind of happiness.”
Remember, mental health matters above all else.
Write with heart.