It’s never too late to be what you might have been.
Your character is sitting on a bench alone, missing someone. Who is your character missing? Why does your character miss him or her? Where is your character exactly? Describe the weather through your character’s mood.
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We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.
Your character is sitting at a table for Thanksgiving dinner. Who else is at the table? What are they discussing? What are their facial expressions and body language? What is on your character’s plate? What is your character thankful for this year?
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You can’t think yourself out of a writing block; you have to write yourself out of a thinking block.