The cottage sat amongst the trees far off the beaten path.
\nA vacation spot for writers to escape the summer heat.
\nTucked behind the treeline there was a strange darkness that blanketed the small house
\neven during the day.
\nIt was the type of place where there was a typewriter awaiting you,
\nBut no place to plug in a computer.
\nNo bottle of beer to embrace your writers block,
\nJust paper waiting to be used.
\nIt was the type of place that in the magazine looked quaint and relaxing,
\nBut in reality,
\nit became a jail when lethargy stepped in between you and your best seller.
\nThe firefly that flies around outside your window
\nAs if to brag about how beautiful the night air is only serving to frustrate you
\nInstead of amaze you like you thought it would.
\nAs your night continues and your eyes become tired of staring at the paper in front of you,
\nThe missing Zoom function of MS Word begins to look like a luxury that you wish that you had.
\nNo matter how hard you push through to mask your frustration,
\nDistraction begins to take hold as your deadline creeps closer.
\nYou are hungry.
\nThere has to be some snacks in the kitchen.
\nStumbling in search of snacks, you drag yourself from the uncomfortable antique chair
\nBut alas there is only a box of porridge, nothing that will satisfy your craving for a burger.
\nDefeated,
\nYou take your place to hammer out the breath-taking ending that your story requires.
\n\u2018When this book is done, I am taking a real vacation!\u2019<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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