The writer's block

The beat rang out throughout the streets. the shuffling of people walking started to move in rhythm with the music blasting loud throughout the city. as People stepped to the beat, some took it upon themselves to lead the crowd in step. Like a wave started at a sports stadium the masses followed the leaders. and soon, everyone was two stepping. when the beat finally ended, the masses continued on their way as if nothing happened, the moment forgotten by the hustle and bustle, until...

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Dear Jorn

By: Nicholas Sparks

There once was a kid who was the epitome of badass. He talked badass, he walked badass and he even looked like he was a badass. Everyone was afraid of him, and when he made threats, they were more like promises. Because he always made good on his threats.

It was summer time and he carried around his bankai blade, just so he could look cool on the boardwalk and swing it around in the air. The badassness of the whole situation eclipsed the fact that he was basically a child inside. He wanted to be held and loved and stroked by beautiful girls whom he would impress with dinners of McDonald's and Taco Bell.

One day a beautiful asian girl was standing on the pier and she dropped her purse in the water. The pussy that was with her did nothing, but Jorn was a noble man and jumped in after the purse and saved it for her. All her shit was wet.

"Here," said Jorn. "I will talk to all your shit, the hot air will surely dry your purse out."

"Why thank you!" Said the girl, "I am so glad that you were here, but... what happened to your face?"

Jorn winced, "You noticed..."

"I'm sorry," she whimpered. "I didn't mean to offend you..."

He sighed and prepared to break down his walls. "I... I got my head stuck in a vice when I was young. It made all my facial features kind of 'squish' together. I understand if you want to leave now."

But she stayed, Kanyeh stayed for 2 glorious weeks, which was just enough time to fall deeply in love with him.
Then, Jorn got a telegram, he had to ship out for a 2 year deployment in china to hone his bankai skills. Kanyeh had a stellar idea.

"Jorn, We will write each other everyday, so it will feel like I'm right there with you!" She exclaimed.

"Yes, my darling, I promise to write everyday and let you know everything that is going on at all times! We can make this work..."

But it never did work out in the end. Jorn was illiterate, this is the first letter Kanyeh received...

Letter.jpg



Needless to say, she didn't write back.
 
Dear Jorn

By: Nicholas Sparks

There once was a kid who was the epitome of badass. He talked badass, he walked badass and he even looked like he was a badass. Everyone was afraid of him, and when he made threats, they were more like promises. Because he always made good on his threats.

It was summer time and he carried around his bankai blade, just so he could look cool on the boardwalk and swing it around in the air. The badassness of the whole situation eclipsed the fact that he was basically a child inside. He wanted to be held and loved and stroked by beautiful girls whom he would impress with dinners of McDonald's and Taco Bell.

One day a beautiful asian girl was standing on the pier and she dropped her purse in the water. The pussy that was with her did nothing, but Jorn was a noble man and jumped in after the purse and saved it for her. All her shit was wet.

"Here," said Jorn. "I will talk to all your shit, the hot air will surely dry your purse out."

"Why thank you!" Said the girl, "I am so glad that you were here, but... what happened to your face?"

Jorn winced, "You noticed..."

"I'm sorry," she whimpered. "I didn't mean to offend you..."

He sighed and prepared to break down his walls. "I... I got my head stuck in a vice when I was young. It made all my facial features kind of 'squish' together. I understand if you want to leave now."

But she stayed, Kanyeh stayed for 2 glorious weeks, which was just enough time to fall deeply in love with him.
Then, Jorn got a telegram, he had to ship out for a 2 year deployment in china to hone his bankai skills. Kanyeh had a stellar idea.

"Jorn, We will write each other everyday, so it will feel like I'm right there with you!" She exclaimed.

"Yes, my darling, I promise to write everyday and let you know everything that is going on at all times! We can make this work..."

But it never did work out in the end. Jorn was illiterate, this is the first letter Kanyeh received...

Letter.jpg



Needless to say, she didn't write back.

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Having sifted through the veritable gold mine that was featured here, I was struck by the verve of the one "Aberrant Love" by S.R.L.Destinizish and decided I should shine a light on a few excerpts of particular merit.

...there was a pulchritudinus knock at the door. Master Chief opened it and stood there huskily for a moment, before falling to the floor...

Laudable use of Mots Juste build tension to a near fever pitch before literally "falling to the floor". Exquisite!

..."I'm sorry for the resplendent shock. I've been shipwrecked on a beautiful island for the last ten years, living like a shining duck which eats all ugly things and banishes them to hell.

Fantastic use of imagery here thematically coupling "resplendent" with "shining" while contrasting the beauty of the "island" with the ugliness of all "things" which are so. The result is a passage pregnant with the semblance of meaning: Is the shining duck the paragon up to which the island is being held? the banishment of the ugly things to their proper place? or maybe even...both!

...I was only rescued last week." He paused.

Then suddenly you are wrested from the dream you've been lulled into, brought back to the the immediacy of the situation at hand. Masterful story telling at it's finest.

...They embraced jovially and vowed to never be parted again...

Finally the long awaited-for conclusion! A tour de force of emotion sweeps over the reader, then...all is bewitching.

I hope I've inspired some of you to read(or even re-read with a greater appreciation) this under-recognized story of apprehension...and of reunion by a gifted and truly talented author.

Thank you, and good night.
 
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