The writer sits at his desk and opens up his word doc. He cracks his knuckles and rolls his shoulders a few times. He sighs and looks at the screen.
“Okay,” he says. “Here we go.” The writer takes a sip of his coffee and stares at the screen again, for what seems like hours.
He exhales and looks to his left. “I don’t like you,” he says to Doubt, who’s sitting next to him, smiling.
Doubt. Five letters. Extremely powerful, if we let it. Give a writer 26 letters and he will create worlds never before imagined.
Kick doubt in the arse and write.