Go vomit writing! I sit down with my journal and whine about having nothing to write. Sooner or later I will think of something that makes me mad or something and that will get me writing a lot. I might not get to my story that same day, but I have broken out of the box that is writer's block. I'm on the path to inspiration...
When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings. — Dean Jackson
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