Ok, so, you know when you can't stop moving and you talk really fast and you just can't stop? That's me today. So, in order to get me to slow down a little, I have decided that this quiet block shall be a writing block, but not in the usual sense. Also, we had a guy from London, who was obviously from England, come and talk to us this morning, so I randomly start talking with an English accent that is probably atrocious, but there you go. Now! Gilligan's Journal returns!
It has been another three days and they are still arguing about how to get off the island. They're shouting again, the skipper and the professor. Skipper seems to think that the professor is simply holding out on us. Oh how wrong my angry companion is. I am why they cannot agree on those plans. I have decided that we are not leaving until Skipper can sit quietly for ten minutes, the lady can gather food for a day, the millionaire can forget about material wealth, and the fashionistsas can think about something other than the human body. I also want the professor to realize that just because he is smart, there are some things he cannot do on his smarts nor his strength alone. If there is but one among us who needs to learn, we shall stay. So have I declared. We shall be searching the island tomorrow, and I shall disappear after everyone else has left, forcing the lady to take care of herself. I wonder how she shall react? Once again I feel like I am treating them like lab rats in a maze that I am constantly changing. How sad, that I have been brought to this. Tomorrow night I shall attempt to write more on this fascinating subject.
Gilligan
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Hope ya'll enjoyed it! I'll write more when I get inspiration.
Lil Bit
Oh, I know that feeling! But "quiet block" is a good way to put it rather than "writers block" because that way it sounds more like a true hump in one's story ideas rather than an excuse. And oh my goodness, a guy really from England?!? How did they get him to come all the way down to Notasulga, America?! Or does he already live here and he resided in England a long time ago? Well, at any rate, that's super cool, I wish I could have been there! Loved the next part of your story, it is fast moving and suspenseful, and I love the line about"Lab rats in a maze that is constantly changing" - that is epic poetry! Much better than saying "I feel like I am being mean and changing my plans." Sorry this comment is long but I really liked this post, hope you can update more soon!
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