A Valentine's Day Cure for Writers Block

A Valentine's Day Cure for Writers Block


A Valentine's Day Cure for Writers Block

It was Valentine’s Day and I sat at my computer with a writing deadline. I did not know what to write. I had a really bad case of writer’s block. I looked at the cursor blinking back and forth like it was mocking me. After a while of being frustrated, I decided to do an exercise to get myself motivated. I was going to type out the perfect girlfriend. Just then lighting flashed and thunder clapped outside and a heavy rain started to pour. It made me glad to be inside. As the lighting flashed so did the lights in my apartment. All of a sudden, a huge surge of electricity zapped my computer and the rain and lighting stopped. My computer was smoking and smelled like a fried computer would with a thick metallic fog. Sh#t! I said to myself, NOW I HAVE TO BUY ANOTHER COMPUTER! I went to my kitchen to find something with alcohol in it. I found an old half full bottle of whiskey and I put some ice in a glass and poured whiskey over it. I downed the first one and poured a second to sip.

A Valentine's Day Cure for Writers Block


But something strange happened. As the computer cooled down it started to shake a bit then stop. The lights came back on. I was confused and I smelled the whiskey in my glass as if it was stronger than I thought. I pressed the power button on the screen and it turned on. Then pressed the power button on the computer and it turned on too. Only as the screen loaded instead of the outer space background screen, it now had pink flowers on it and all the files were organized instead of scattered. I got a chill up my spine, had a girl hacked my computer? Then before I could even load the word program it popped up with a blank document.

A Valentine's Day Cure for Writers Block


I smelled some sort of sweet perfume and it started to slightly put in me in a trance but also slightly creeped me out. Then it made wonder where to start. Well I suppose I could start with a girl, so I simply typed a girl. My eyes became as wide as saucers. In front of me was a formless shape in a rainbow of colors. It waved loosely in the air, it was a something. Then a pop-up showed up on the computer. “It’s alive!, It’s alive!” It was the scene from the classic Frankenstein movie, the one they used in the 80’s movie Weird Science. I quickly pulled down the document and went on YouTube to watch a scene from the movie. It made me laugh but also freaked me out. This is what this was?




Where should I start? They used a magazine picture, should I just say something like that? I had to start somewhere. I said to myself Google is my best friend. I started doing searches and I came up with long layered haircut shoulder length and I decided on dark blonde hair color. I typed in a girl with a long-layered haircut shoulder length with blonde hair color. Out of the formless shape showed a haircut looking just like that. At this point I was just going with it. It looked pretty cool. Now I was thinking what was a face I could really enjoy. British, Australian, Irish…. Out of my head… out of all the options… Australian seemed like fun. Now, I was white and while I was not against dating girls of other races, I thought to just play it safe and stick with white. So, I said She is white with a cute Australian face. Then a little girls face showed up under the hair.

A Valentine's Day Cure for Writers Block


NO NO NO… I started to blush as she stared me. Then the second time when I freaked out was when she spoke with a cute little girls voice. “You are old enough to be my daddy” Oh… this is not good… um… um.. ok quickly… I thought… My choice.. I’m 35 maybe a girl that is 30. I said she is a white 30 year girl with a cute Australian face. That’s better! She looked at me, “You are so cute” Do you like me I asked? I wondered if she had choice in this.. “I am your muse and I have chosen you to write and bond with.” Why me? “Because I sensed your potential and I actually inspire many writers. I have done this in just passing thoughts and I just finally wanted to have a form and someone to share the joy of writing with. The form I take is up to you, whatever you desire is what I will accept and what I will be.” Don’t you want choice? “I have chosen, I have chosen you silly. I have also chosen to be attracted to you. What is special about this, is my love will never change for you and I will like no other man. What is great for you is that once this is done, I will be your perfect partner.”

A Valentine's Day Cure for Writers Block


I was taken back by this. I was in awe and now in so much pressure. This was not a whim or a fling. This was the real deal. I wondered how you could create a relationship from scratch. “It will be developed, think of it like Men in Black where they flash the bulb in your face and they say what you are to believe. It may feel cheapened but you won’t feel the difference. This is honestly the best chance any person will get and don’t worry about what you choose, you will love me in any form, I promise.” I was still processing this and it was a lot to take in. But I thought to myself what’s next. Average female height was 5 feet 4 inches I decided to start there. I wrote that in and I watched as her head raised to meet that height off the floor. “Ahh, that’s better, it was getting hard to look at you”
I smiled an awkward smile. Ok, what’s next. Then I thought, muscles… slim…. Nope, I wanted someone soft with some meat on her bones. I typed in 5 feet 4 inches curvy weighting 175 pounds.

A Valentine's Day Cure for Writers Block

“Oh… interesting..” She traced her hands up her new curves. Do I need to worry about exact measurements… I looked at her feet and then looked at her breasts with a blush “Do you like what you see?” Yes.. “ Then don’t worry about them.” “Now focus on interests and hobbies.” What about your personality? “That is the one thing you can’t change but like Lisa in Weird Science, I will always inspire and always encourage. “ Where to go from here. I was not completely sure. Then I thought, fantasy and pop culture. I wanted her to be a geek. Right now, she was only in an ordinary white t-shirt with a pair of normal fitting jeans. I typed in she is a geeky girl. Her top turned into a tight-fitting Pikachu wearing black square framed glasses t-shirt and she now wore a Harry Potter Gryffindor Skirt with some cute matching Harry Potter socks and shoes to match.

A Valentine's Day Cure for Writers Block

A Valentine's Day Cure for Writers Block


She looked at me with a seductive look. “are you ready to get your nerd on?” My mouth dropped. I froze. She sensed this was it. The desktop background now turned into various comic strips featuring female superheroes. Comic books all of a sudden cluttered the desk. The apartment changed around to a much more organized and coordinated apartment but it had splashes of pop culture everywhere now. Part of me wondered where my man cave stuff went to but was refreshed by all the pop culture now featured in my … I mean our living room. Then just as memories from everything starting with how we first met to our first date to our first kiss to our first.. I gulped and the memories seemed to stop as she pulled off her shirt and she pulled off mine. She pulled me in close and started kissing which led to making out. We made our way over to the couch. There were various geeky themed valentine’s sitting next to the table by us, she stopped kissing me long enough to have a sexy smile and pull out a chocolate and put it into my mouth. I was speechless. I trying to come out with words but then she put her finger to my lips and started to kiss me once again. Everything melted away as we passionately fell into the night.

A Valentine's Day Cure for Writers Block


I woke up the next day with my face drooling on the couch. I wiped off my mouth and smelled fresh brewed coffee. I looked at my girlfriend as she stared intently at the computer screen. And then passively, “oh hey… morning…. I kinda have something put together and I was wondering if you could take a look at it.” She got up and let me sit down then she sat on my lap as I read what she wrote. It was an amazing start and it was exactly like something I would have written. Just as I was getting ready to add to what she wrote. We don’t have a name for you. What is your name? “What do you want my name to be?” How about Jinni, as you kind of were like a genie. “Did you happen to know that it also happens to mean the urge to help others and to be imaginative and visionary” an added bonus as I kissed her on the lips. She briefly pushed me back. “Hold on, I got something for you” But I didn’t do anything… “Don’t worry about it just open it!” It was a heart shaped box and inside was a pregnancy test, it was positive.

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