Excuses, for me, is to block what I don't want to say.

Excuses give me reasons to change a perfect day.

Excuses are not an option to do right or wrong.

Excuses are what we use to change a written song.

Using my mind to change a situation,

knowing I could crash with any revelation.

If I tell you a reason why it doesn't have to be a lie.

Just a sugar-coated reason to give me an alibi.

Yes, I am going to explain,

how an answer could drive you insane.

Yet, I maintain, the reason I have to restain.

I have no excuse of why I couldn't see,

where I suppose to be.

With you constantly asking me,

I know an excuse will set me free.

After I get close to 1000 words my brain hurts. I read and re-read what I've written and can't figure out a way to finish the story.

Or I realize the character age and action doesn't match.

Or I get annoyed thinking people assume child characters are only for children's books. Or boring old men write stories about kids that are self-conscious and utterly joyless.

Or I just get bored.

This seat is too hard. This screen is too bright. This desk is too messy.

Too many people keep interrupting me.

Not enough people are interrupting me.

I have that thing to go to tonight.

I don't have anything to go to tonight.

Netflix has too much new content.

Netflix has has too much new crap.

It's too quiet.

It's too loud.

So-and-so never revises and he's a best selling author.

(In mystery, but still.)

Such-and-such novel is awful, how'd it get published?

I could totally write a better story than that.

Except I have writer's block.

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