Free Write Friday I: I Can’t Think of Anything to Write

As I entered English I knew what today was, Free-Write Friday. I’d never had one before, but the name was self explanatory. I just had to write something, anything at all. It could be a poem, song, story, anything. I thought I’d write a song, but shortly I realized all I could think of was lyrics from songs that already existed, so I thought of some stories, but had the same problem. Then, the idea hit me! I’d write about how I can’t think of anything to write. It was the perfect plan, relatable.  And - and, um. Literally nothing else, but it was all I could think of. The best part was that it could write itself. I would sit down, and whatever I thought of, I could write. People would see it and say things like, “Anyone could’ve done that.” And, “Why didn’t I think of that.” Yes, the perfect plan. I had to think of literally nothing, aside from what I happened to be thinking at the time. I could say something as mundane as, “I then re-tied my shoe.” Or, “Then I gazed into the distance for a few minutes.” And it would be perfectly realistic. I knew people would probably be mad at me because they were taking this seriously, and I was just writing about nothing, but it didn’t matter. Desperate times called for desperate measures, and this was all I could think of. But as I write this I decided to show it off, and was promptly told to stop, and we’d show our work at the end of class. I felt quite proud of myself, as everyone that read it liked it, and I patiently waited until the end of class to show the world my masterpiece.

Free Write Friday II: Desperate and Afraid

I was thinking of abandoning this series, but I encountered the same problem as previously. Was this life imitating art? Or art imitating life? At first I approached this with naive bliss, but it wasn’t long before panic set in. I looked all around the room for something to write about, but alas. There were just people actually taking this seriously. I knew I had to write down just enough to make it look like I was trying. I knew the last one was relatable, but to make up for people being used to the idea this one had to be EXTREMELY RELATABLE but how would I do it? I’d already written about school problems. So this had to be even more of a common issue. Would I write about something that was actually worth the paper it was printed on? I guess I have to this time, that or I could just stop this whole thing right here.

AND I DID…

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