I had so much writers block that I put away my story for two months. I could be half way through the book know if I had some idea what I was going too write. And, I could have already decided if I wanted too add another character to be essential to the book. But, I had to wait. I had to let my brain rest. Yet, there was a little part of me (hehe... I say little... I really mean gigantic part of me) really wanted to go back to writing.
I wanted to just keep on writing. There were so many things that I wanted to write in my book. Yet, I was constantly stopped because of a fear that if I did this thing in my book, then it would go another way and make my book come to an end. And I didn't want to make this book into a series. That's what Ebinicah James series is for. Not this book.
Writing may be a challenge. But it leaves you breathless when you've finished your masterpiece.
Okie dokie, now it's time for Nex Gen Justice League. If you're new to this, here are all the parts: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, and Part 4.
"Welcome, welcome," A strange voice cried out. I shook myself awake to see the Mad Hatter, and his father, the Card Dealer, staring right in front of me.
"Glad you've awoken," the Card Dealer said.
"Umm... I'm not," I replied looking around. The whole entire place was a dump. The ground looked like mud was caked all over the floor, the ceilings were dripping green goop and the furniture was crashed all over the floor.
"Why? Do you not like our humble home?" Mad Hatter pretended to look hurt but just laughed it off.
"Uh, wouldn't it have been much easier and nicer for you two to settle in a Casino?" I asked. The two looked at each other, apparently not thinking about such a thing.
"That isn't the point, the New Generation of the Light shall break down your barriers," the Card Dealer declared.
New Generation of the Light? Breaking down our barriers? What did he mean by all of that?
"Yo-you're not trying to get...," I froze in mid-sentence.
"You are correct my dear, if we reach the graves of your beloved grandparents, we can make an army of your great superheroes and restore the great Savage!" the Card Deal exclaimed. "Spray her."
The Mad Hatter came up to me, having an apologetic look on his face and sprayed me with purple gas from a flower.
The Mind-Washing Gas.
Thanks everybody! And stay in tune for next weeks!