The Writer's Café

Sneak Peek of Broken: Chapter 13

On the eighth day, it was still raining when there was a knock on my door. I had been summoned to a meeting. I was expected to be there, on time, looking presentable. If I did not go, I would be sent to the dungeon to do the dishes with the convicts, a threat I couldn't see Arrabella following through on.

Whatever.

I changed clothes. I ran a brush through my hair. I fastened my sword to my belt. I skipped breakfast. I felt hollow.

For once, I wasn't late. If you can believe this, I showed up first. I paced back and forth in the dark, not bothering to open the curtains of the floor to ceiling windows or lighting a candle.
 
There is one problem with that that is much like what I do:

I changed clothes. I ran a brush through my hair. I fastened my sword to my belt. I skipped breakfast. I felt hollow.

"I" syndrome.
 
༄Lol lazy syndrome! And Karl, lick a cow xP (idk, just being random). In random news, I love riding the school bus lmao.༄

iZaln
 
That's my syndrome? Because it's not laziness. It's lack of the will/sanity required to do certain things which includes writing.
 
Is it just me, or has there been a surplus of activity on fanfic lately?
Because I posted my story two days ago...
And it's on page two already.
 
Okay, this syndrome joke is going to far. It's not laziness it's lack of bloody will. You guys have no idea.

And I suppose Fan fic is a bit more active.

Anyone else got anything to say on "Run me through with a fork"?
 
༄Sounds like you want us to do that and then you'll sue us... Lolz. Nah. Irin is having an emotional meltdown.༄

iZaln
 
Ugh it's the Chapter title. I'm working on it now. Longest chapter I've written in awhile. Should be up soonish. Def by tonight. Zaln, your going to love this knew character I've got. He's just like you!

-snickers-
 
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