trying to write …

I’m sitting here in the same place I found myself at three hours ago.

I sat down to write an argument between father and daughter. It started well. But this father and daughter are so close and joke around with each other so much that getting an actual argument out of either one of them is proving more difficult than gargling peanut butter while standing on my head!

I knew I was in trouble when I hit the 600 word mark and father and daughter were laughing at each other. Well, toward each other. Near each other. You know, “I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing beside you.”