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writers block

 

Each writer at times faces writers block what was earlier beyond my own thought.

But it happens.

It happens, because we are human being and we have also some limits in each of our action.

It happens, because there are many things in this earth to break our journey.

It happens, because sometime our protagonist wants not to move and sit somewhere to rest.

It happens,

So, we should not be mocked by anyone who don’t know us and lives a social life.

We are special.

So, we should move on in our path bribing our characters to smell the aroma in the end.

Of course, tragic end may inspire our reader to purchase our book.

But I wish to see joy in my protagonist.

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