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Write a story about a character who is trying to create art but is constantly interrupted.

Posted in Funny on Oct 26, 2022

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To Suffer For One's Art

Winner of Contest #10 🏆

“Buy a girl a drink, Picasso?” Lucille was two-stepping on the line between being annoying and being flirtatious. Neither was effective. “I’m working.” John Jaspers was desperately attempting to maintain focus on the new style. “You know, Dali, if a man loved a woman, you’d think he’d fix her a drink, wouldn’t you?” “My hands are covered in cadmium red. There’s a bottle of Jameson’s on the breakfront between the bicycle helmet and the bobble-head dog. Glasses are in the kitchen, there’s a bottle of seltzer in the ice...

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jUst rIght

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“Okay, thank you all for choosing me as your artist of the year this year! I thank you very much, and now let me just tell you-”I sigh, and throw the pencil that I have tapped nearly a thousand times with onto the ground. It lands with the usual tut, and lay there still. I watch the pencil for a while, and study all of the teeth marks and scratches from anxiety through the previous few years. Not that there is much to study. I have looked at it the same way yesterday. And maybe the day before. And maybe… I scream in frustration, fingering my...

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Inseparable

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“You are beautiful, You are brave, You are the best person I’ve ever met, I love you!” Those were the words I would have loved to hear, but instead I heard words that were horrible, nasty and take away your self-motivation. It‘s like your drowning and the people you care for, let you, it makes you build a steel wall in which your thoughts are the only things that can help you. It’d wrap you up into its embrace and comfort you, then it backstabs you and instead goes back to the horrible side, ‘mental and physical torture’ they call it but I c...

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Villain, viper

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The snotty-nosed kid from next door rang the doorbell for the seventeenth time in three weeks. David knew it was her before he’d wrenched the door open. No one else rang SOS in Morse code.“Hello mister! I’m sorry to bother you but -”“You kicked your ball onto my balcony.” David stood back and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Go get it then.”“Thank you!”The kid bounded down the hallway and returned a moment later with a ball and a grin plastered onto her freckled face. After some blithe assurances that she’d be more careful, she was gone. Dav...

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Parallel Lines

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I see them walk every day, slow at first then pace up, Vicki with her dog, and Little Raj, holding his mother’s hand. There is a distance of five feet between but they always walk in parallel. My daughter talked about parallel lines, ‘they never meet’ she said with a sad face. The thought two lines not meeting dismayed her. I saw her draw two parallel from the living room to the kitchen trying her best to make them meet. She sat down next to me and placed her on my lap. Her soft smooth hair curls around my hand, her face so innocent that my ...

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Masterpiece

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Knock, knock, knock.Tell me I didn't hear that coming from upstairs. Not right now. I'm too busy to bother with nonsense.Knock, knock, knock.Ignore it, I tell myself. Maybe they'll go away and bother somebody else. Wouldn't that be nice?Bang, bang, bang."Coming! Jeeze, I'm coming already."My feet pound up the stairs as I go to get the door. Why can't they leave well enough alone? It always happens. People are always coming around when I don't need them, and when I do need them they're nowhere to be found. Right now, I need to focus. There is...

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So Many Words, So Little Time

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So Many Words, So Little TimeTessa pulled her laptop toward her and took a deep breath. Her fingers hovered over the keys and just as she was about to start typing, she stopped. The keys were dirty. Well, they were actually just a little dusty. They needed to be wiped down and maybe some of the cookie crumbs needed to be removed from between the keys. That should be simple enough and only take about ten minutes. How had she ever typed on a dirty keyboard? Getting up from her chair, she made her way into the kitchen. “Now, where are...

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The Pain-Thing

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Gronk had been staring at the wall for some time. He was crouched on the cave floor, resting his arms on his knees, looking up at the jagged rock through a heavy brow. In the small hours of the morning, Gronk had woken from a deep sleep. Dreams had plagued him, images of himself doing things he didn’t fully understand. Before he knew what he was doing, he had set out of the cave in a fervour. There were things he had to find.The charcoal was easy enough, which he sourced from the remains of their fire at the mouth of the cave. He scooped it ...

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Getting to the Unfinish Line

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I wasn't worried I’m a deadline machine. As long as I know that a piece of writing had to be finished by a certain time I’m able to take the subject, the length the piece needs to be, and what else is on my plate, and my inner clock can calculate when I need to start writing.It was a fool proof formula. I’ve done  this so many times that a 1000 word essay on "Unfinished Projects"should be easy. I spent some time thinking about it while doing the mundane activities of daily living like waiting on line at Dun...

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10 AM Deadline

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Sitting with a computer open is the ultimate indicator that one is working. In the digital age, one can live their entire life on a small box with a screen and some keys. One can make a living, get entertainment, stay connected. You name it. It's hard to pull yourself away. Today, Yana was working on a blog for the hostel she worked and lived at. It wasn't always the most invigorating work, dealing with the wi-fi speeds temperamental consistency, but she knew she would get the work done in the allotted time. The post needed to be live at 10a...

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“The” Story

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It’s seven pm on a Wednesday, time to relax and write my novel. Writing a novel is an art.  At least it’s my form of art. I generally start out by making a nice fresh cup of Columbian coffee to unwind myself from the stresses of the day and get into the optimal writing mind set. So, I add six cups of water to the back of the coffee machine, gently put in the filter, grind the beans, and, after removing the lid, pour the coffee grinds into the filter. I plug in the coffee maker and hit the ‘on’ button. Even the calmin...

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It's a Masterpiece!

Submitted to Contest #10

“Wonderful!” Alexi said excitedly while hugging his equipment close to his chest. The easel and canvases were getting heavier every day, but he wouldn’t stop painting no matter the aching pains in his back and knees! Alexi finally found the spot in the city he was looking for. The little park that would be lit by the rising sun in only a few more moments.               He excitedly set up his easel, roughly placing his new canvas on the wooden tripod.&n...

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A messy Sunday of Charlie

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Charlie Brown (Chuck ) was his nickname he was the eldest child of his family ,a family of seven members . He was a college student of fine arts he was to appear in an international art contest and had to send his canvas painting for the contest for which he had decided the topic the landscape. One Sunday morning Chuck’s family decided to go on a picnic to a place outside town , Chuck did not agree to go to the picnic as he had to finish his project as only one day was left for submission the art work was to be submitted through college...

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A day off

Submitted to Contest #10

Finally, I took a free day from work, m My husband is with the girl. Now there's no way anyone is going to disrupt! I'm going to reach my 5000 words today!Come on! You just need to write the first word! Come on, girl! Oh, I know…! Damn, this phone."Hello?" I don't even try to hide my anger."Hey, sweetheart." My lovely husband."What is it?""Well, Queen of ice, we have a problem.""Well, the first on my planning to kill list, what is the trouble?""You see, Anna is being stubborn.""And that's your first time ever babysitting? Grow up!" I hung th...

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Sister Explosion.

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This is what Jeoffrey felt that Wednesday school night, at his house, with the art contest on Friday, and not a single droplet of paint on his white canvas.Mad.He fumbled with his elegant, polished, wooden paint brush, twisting it between his fingers anxiously. Riley Williams was doing a sunset over the ocean with her new watercolor palette that she got for her birthday. And Lily Stewart was doing a weeping willow. And everyone knew that Lily had a giant weeping willow tree right outside her window in her neighbor's backyard.Jeoffrey didn't ...

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