The Tank Is Empty

I can’t.

I’ve been struggling all week to get something together for this week’s Terribleminds flash fiction, to try and maintain some semblance of a sane schedule somewhere in my life, and… it’s crap. It’s complete shit. It’s directionless and feels lifted from a larger narrative rather than standing on its own. I can’t put it up and call it Flash Fiction. I just can’t.

I am just going to call this week a wash, write out 500 words about how much my headspace sucks tomorrow, and try to recover over the weekend.

You all have my most sincere apologies.

1 Comment

  1. These things happen, Josh. You’ll bounce back. *hugs*

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