Me, to writers block: Prudence, won't you come out and play?
WB: I am a rock; I am an island.
Me: Kum-ba-yah, my rock.
WB: I'm green.
Me: Fine, we'll do it your way.

Adding a silent, broody character character to WIP just so WB can feel good about blood donations. #amwriting

That's fifty-three words!