But what will I write? #100wcgu #week160

#100WCGUEarlier in bed, a thousand beautifully arranged words had flowed freely from his mind. Perfect words, that made the people cry and quote afterwards to their friends.

In the shower after work, yet more marvellous words seemed to have added themselves, effortlessly.

Yet now, sat in front of the computer, there was nothing. The well was dry. The creative corners of his mind empty except for metaphoric tumble weed.

“Harry have you done your speech yet?” The shrill voice of his fiance cut through him like a blade.

“But what will I write…?” He replied, picturing her frown of response.

 

This is my entry into this week’s 100 word challenge for grown ups. To enter yourself or view the other entires, please take a look here.