Should I give up?

[Anonymous No.1978821]

Everything’s black except this text document, because the lights are off and it’s late. I’m on a coach and I’m curled and propped up and hanging over one side of it.
What do I hope to create here?
A five-year-old me had an answer to that. I can’t even begin.
What happens when I can’t even write about it? I think that means it’s dead. It’s dead. Oh god, it’s dead! My soul is gone! I’m dead!
The clock on my Mac air says 2:30 am. Except it doesn’t, it’s a silhouette of those clocks with the fingers, and I figure it out. I changed it so it doesn’t show the numbers. I look away from it and my eyes unfocus somewhere between the wall and my nose and then I notice I’ve been holding my breath for some time.
I breathe.
I’m married. I don’t have kids. My wife and I live in a beauty of a two-storey house by the British Columbia coast, a five-minute walk from purple starfish and pebbly beach. I work at a publishing house and I want to kill myself.
It’s more I think I’ve already been struck down, somebody’s already done it, and I’m lying on a gurney, un-revivable. The last few breaths are leaking out and I’m slowly turning, into something, into those people without dreams, into one of those zombies I chase on the television when I’m hiding from my wife, into someone who’s stories revolve around self-pity.
I had a world inside me, once. Things started heating up. I sacrificed some of them, others died of starvation, and maybe there’re a few left huddled in a forest somewhere, who learned to breathe whatever's got into the air in there. I don’t know.

[Anonymous No.1978828]

I am sick to goddamn death of fictions about a "blinking cursor" or a "blank text document." Nobody wants to read about you sitting at your laptop, not able to write.

Not only is it fucking boring, there are billions of this shit. Fuck off.

[Anonymous No.1978839]

well don't hold back, tell me how you really feel

[Anonymous No.1979145]

I think the key is to understand that this isn't good, but soldier on and keep writing anyway. Writing is the only way to become a good writer.

A lot of people just think about their own writing and consequently DON'T WRITE. What you're doing is good. If you enjoy it, keep at it.

[Anonymous No.1979151]

>>1978839
haha

[Anonymous No.1979178]

that's it. it's time i save literature from this hipster age.

[Anonymous No.1979687]

bumpe

[Anonymous No.1979738]

>>1979178


trololololol