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The Writer's Devil
Dark and sinister waves of blah wash over me and take all creativity from me. The devil stole my imagination. All the incantations I know have failed in the face of such darkness. There is a light, faint in the distance, but I am weak, and can only pray I will reach it before it is extinguished.
Oi, I hate writer's block!! So I have been lost in a galaxy a far, far away for a while, but the clouds are starting to part. I hope to have some good news for you soon.