"𝘚𝘰...𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮?𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨?"
"𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘺𝘦𝘴."
In which a struggling and mentally-exhausted author finds the cure to her writer's block in a typewriter. Well, she finds that... and more.
- 𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝙞𝙣𝙠.
Jamie𝙭𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧