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Out Of Ideas

I stared at the computer screen. The light from it was bright enough that it hurt my eyes for a bit, until my eyes adjusted.  I looked to the left and then to the right. I really have to write something I thought to myself.  Minutes passed. Then, after what seemed an hour or so, I got up. “Time for a snack anyway,” I said quietly. I came back into the room sandwich in hand, and instead of sitting at the computer I decided to catch up on the some t.v., I mean news. I decided to catch up on some news.  Yeah. I flipped through the channels but nothing caught my attention. Jesus, what is with me today?

Ah, I’ll step outside. I opened the door and the cold air hit me as I walked onto the patio. The concrete was cold as I made my way to where I could see the trees behind my house. I stared for a minute. Then guess what? Yeah nothing. I’m going back in. As I turned to head back in I tripped over one of my daughter’s toys and fell over. It was too fast for me to adjust my landing and I hit my head. Hard. I put my hand to my head and winced in pain. “Geesh…seriously?” I said under my breath. “Wait…what the?” I looked around. I was not in Topeka, Kansas anymore! “Dude!” I screamed. I must have hit my head a little harder than I thought. I was in the middle of a dirt road. On either side of me was a forest, thick with twisted trees and from I heard sounds…so many of them. Some were familiar, others not so. Suddenly I saw a something small running towards me. As I squinted to see his shape took form. It was a little troll-like creature. “No questions, just come with me! Come with me!” He yelled.

“What?” I asked.

“Ah, the you are all the same! Just come with me!” He snapped.

I got up and the pain in my head had subsided. I followed him into the forest. He was fast, but I kept up. “What do you mean you people? Where-”

Then, the forest opened up into a metropolis! No, an entire world. And I was on top of it!  Before my eyes were knights with swords and robots flying in red and purple skies. Skyscrapers that literally scraped the sky stood next to mountains just as high. Monsters and fantastic creatures and every thing in between walked side by side. There were plenty of  dark beings as well as bringers of light. I really couldn’t fathom where I was. My jaw dropped. The small troll dude put his hand under my jaw and closed it, then crossed his shoulders. “It’s really rare one of you sees this place,” he said smugly. “But when you do…oh, man.”

“W-where am I…and what do you mean “you?”

“Where are you? Psh. You’re Nowhere, and it’s time to go back, before the fighting and hysteria ensues.

Suddenly a tall man dressed in a long coat ran past me. He stopped and raised what looked like a gun into the sky. “The Nowherewolves! They’re coming!” Get him out of here, Πλούταρχος! Now!”

Before I could take speak to the man, the troll hit me in the head with a club, I think, and woke up in my patio. I rubbed my head and was confused for a minute. Then I got up and headed straight to the computer, and immediately began typing. What a story I had now!

“Amazing,” I said to myself.

Sometimes the best ideas do come out of…nowhere.

About Tymothy Longoria

Tymothy Longoria has been described as a writer with a flair for the dramatic (whether this is true still remains to be seen). He is a fan of all things fantastic, metal music, black t-shirts, and aligns himself with geeks, nerds, and all manner of monsters, and is an ardent, optimistic supporter of his fellow creatives. He has written several short stories for the online macabre zine Underneath The Juniper Tree and in 2012 was awarded Debut Author of the Year by Twisted Core Press for 'Envy', his contribution to the Seven Deadly Sins Anthology. He is currently editing his full-length dark fantasy retelling, Revenants: Book One of The Stories. Fairy tales? If only. Legends will be reborn. Tymothy calls Texas home, where he lives with his wife, two children, and a cat called ThunderCat aka Kitty PawKitty. He is represented by Bree Ogden of Red Sofa Literary.

4 comments on “Out Of Ideas

  1. Haha. I love this because I can relate to the feelings of blah so well, and the misplaced toys, maybe I need to bonk my head so I can finish my story.

  2. Ha, that was good. Inspiration can come from anywhere! Love the photo too

  3. It most certainly can and usually does!

    Thank you, Pete!

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