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Fiction Contemporary

A/N: hey all! Please read the other two parts to completely understand who Writer’s Block is, also known as WB

Part 1: https://blog.reedsy.com/short-story/htcc92/ 

Part 2: https://blog.reedsy.com/short-story/icnhfb/ 


Large shoutout to Dhwani Jain and Guadalupe Telcontar for helping me find inspiration to continue this series!

Enjoy!


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Out the window, forests rolled by like the billowing clouds above. 

“Hey, that sounds rather nice,” Clay mused to himself. “Maybe this road trip wasn’t such a bad idea. I’ll just take what I see around me and translate it into my own words. Isn’t that what all writers do?” 

Clay drew up his pencil and continued his story.

Pines, maples, and aspens swayed together in the breeze, peacefully as…

“Oh darn it,” Clay muttered.

“What’s the matter, son?” Dad asked from the front seat. 

“Well, dad, I’m feeling a little uninspired about my story. I don’t know where I want it to go from here,” Clay said as he locked eyes with his dad in the rear-view mirror. 

“Well, Clay, every great writer must go through these phases. We like to call them ‘writer’s block’. You’ll work through it,” Dad said with a wink. 

Clay nodded and went back to thinking.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the backseat of their car. His hood was long and his eyes were lost in the shadow of the fabric. 

“What in the world…” Clay said shakily. 

“Shh! You’ll give me away! Be quiet!” the stranger hissed. 

“Clay, what is it now?” Mom asked as she glanced into the back seat.

“Uh… nothin’. I think I mistook a gray squirrel for a wolf. Silly me.”

Satisfied with his answer, Mom turned back around as if she couldn’t see the stranger. 

“Who are you?” Clay whispered to the man.

“My friends call me WB, which stands for Writer’s Block. How’s it goin’? Your father up there summoned me, and now I get to hang out with you and block out all creativity. How fun for you! We’re gonna have a blast!” He turned to look out the window at the passing forest.

“Hey! That’s not fair! You can’t just block my thoughts out!” Clay stated, squirming in his seat.

“Well then,” WB said, “Try to continue your story and see how that goes for you.” He crossed his cloaked arms over his chest, and waited for Clay to accept his dare. 

“Hmph.” Selecting his pencil thoughtfully, Clay looked back out the window. The pines, maples and aspens were dwindling as they slowly faded into farmland. 

Dying all around me, the forest transforms into acres of gardens.

In the other seat, Clay could tell that WB was sneering under his dark hood. 

Feeling defeated, and under WB’s scrutinizing gaze, Clay erased the sentence immediately. Writer’s Block was the winner of Clay’s story, and WB wore a sly grin to prove that he knew it. 

“See? I told you so! Ha! You can’t do anything good with me around! Welcome to Writer’s Block, Clay!” While WB had his own little dance party, Clay sat puzzled at what to do next. He tapped his pencil on the windowsill of the car. 

“I wish WB could pack up and leave,” he muttered to himself. 

“What’s that, Clay?” his dad asked.

“Nothin’, dad, just thinking. Dad? Is the back seat empty?” Clay asked eagerly. 

Glancing up in the rear-view mirror, his dad replied, “Yes, son, it looks pretty empty to me. Why do you ask?”

“No reason.” Clay sunk down in his seat

“Hehe, sorry buddy, but I’m only visible to you. I’m here to stay. On the bright side, you do have a very nice car.” WB pursed to roll down the automatic window with enough energy to make a puppy jealous. 

Scowling, Clay knew that this was going to be one long road trip as long as WB was around. 

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WB may have been blocking Clay’s creative thoughts, but WB certainly didn’t block out his own. For the whole 5 hour road-trip, WB single-handedly named every single animal or plant he saw. 

“…and that one over there seems to be a Populus tremuloides, otherwise known as a quaking aspen.”

“WB, just stop! It’s been a long 5 hours. Can’t you just leave me alone?” Clay moaned.

“Not gonna happen, buddy ol’ pal! The only way I can leave you is if you get inspired, but I’m purposely here to keep that inspiration away from you, so there! Mwhaha! You have fallen into the trap of WB like so many others before you!” WB sneered and cackled like a mad man, and perhaps he was. 

Clay drowned WB out and went down his own trail of thought. 

So his enemy is inspiration…now how to get inspired…? I suppose that I can write about him. I sure do have plenty of ideas about him…

“I don’t know about you, Clay, but I’m in my element up here. Something about that fresh country air.” WB glanced over at Clay when he heard no response. 

“Whatcha thinking about?” WB asked.

Clay smiled at his new thought. 

“Just thinking about what I’m gonna title my story.”

“Story? What story? You aren’t supposed to get ideas like that! With you getting big ideas, where do you think I belong now?” His panic was slightly humorous to Clay.

“WB, I hereby pronounce you unnecessary, for I have inspiration!”

“But- how could I have failed my job so horribly? It’s not fair, Clay, it’s not fair!” 

“WB, just pack up and leave!” Clay shouted loudly. In that very instant, WB dissipated like smoke, gone as quickly as he came.

“Clay, honey, who is WB?” his parents asked in near unison.

“He’s something that you don’t want to mess with and boy am I glad that he’s gone!” 

June 11, 2022 19:17

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How are you doing? And how's the house hunt going? Praying for you.

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Dhwani Jain
16:09 Jul 26, 2022

HEy! Would you like to edit a speech that I'm writing?

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I have an update about Cade in my bio! Also, new story!

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Dhwani Jain
12:10 Jul 16, 2022

Few questions: 1) Where are your new stories at? 2) You have still not filled my form.... 3) What is something that I can blog about? 4) Any book recommendations? Or any story recommendations from the tons of stories on here?

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Dhwani Jain
01:34 Jul 05, 2022

Hey Happy fourth for you! How was the first festival/celebration at the new place?

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01:25 Jun 26, 2022

Yay, WB has been defeated at last! Although I bet it won’t be long before he’s back to torture another innocent writer XD Nice job as always! :D

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Dhwani Jain
06:37 Jun 21, 2022

You forgot evening

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Philia S
06:22 Jun 21, 2022

why da dramatic sigh? 0.o

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Dhwani Jain
12:52 Jun 15, 2022

Pray tell me, oh highly great rule-beraker friend of mine, what in the living world is this monthly challenge?? (and how do I win it? ;) )

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YES clay destroyed WB >:D

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Ace Quinnton
21:41 Jun 12, 2022

Wolf Warrior, if you would ever consider on doing a part 4, please could you do something like this: Writer's block meets Art block, Temptation, Burnout, and Perfectionism but then meets Inspiration, MOTIVATION, CREATIVITY, OH MY WORD-

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I edited We Would Be Rivals. Let me know how you like the new version.

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Danny -
08:07 Jun 12, 2022

Wonderful, Wolf Warrior! I'm getting used to these lil WB cameos at this point, i'd pay good money to see this turn into a tv show series :') i can imagine it already, the story was vivid and fun to go along with! it would be especially bad if car sickness and writer's block were to hog Clay in their ride back home o.O

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Dhwani Jain
05:31 Jun 12, 2022

This was short and sweet! I liked this installment of the WB franchise.....as I have asked before and had no time to write a part myself for the WB franchise, can I do it again, since I am inspired and might be able to finish it this week of vacations? I'll give you the credit.

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Ha! You have been foiled once again, _ _! Take that! I believe I have learned a lesson: do not even mention the dreaded name.

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03:07 Jul 20, 2022

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