I stared at my blog’s new post page. It was often open for days on end, and seemed to be always empty– just like my mind. I wracked my brain for new ideas, but none could fly, save one, and it was starting to struggle. Write about Ask again? His story wasn’t finished. I needed to finish it– wanted to, also. It was slowing dangerously. A break from his story would help, I was sure. Time to gather new ideas. Only one friend read all six parts, and she wasn’t online to bounce ideas off of and give input.
She was curious about Horse, though.
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