Creator’s Block
“They say you have to push on through.”
“Who says that?”
“You know. Whoever it is that says all those things.”
“Well screw them. I’m done.”
“You can’t just be done. Too many people are counting on you.”
“Pff. I’m sure.”
“They are! Millions wait with baited breath to see what you will Create next.”
“Well I doubt they’ll like it very much. I’m thinking of eating Aunt Millie’s bran muffins. And we all know where that leads.”
“Ok, gross. Seriously, let’s get going here. What do you see on the horizon for Vez Alman?”
“The beach.”
“Alright! What about the beach?”
“Dunno. Just gonna play it like I see it.”
“Will this be an island? A new coast? Or just a sandy area on an existing coast?”
“None of the above. I’m going to…get this… go to an already existent beach, and then…wait for it…lay down!”
“Uh huh. Vez, come on, now. You can’t be remotely serious. You’ve been the galaxy’s top Creator for decades now. You can’t just stop because of one little mishap.”
“I’d hardly call an entire planet destroyed ‘a little mishap.’ People died. Lots of them. More than I could ever Create.”
“But the volcano was a complete success! In fact, I think it was the most successful super-volcano in history.”
“Spare me, Lars. I’m not Creating anything else. I’m done. Let someone else pick up the craft. I don’t want it anymore.”
“Well, let’s see. The possibility of that happening is…carry the three…NONE! Now quit messing around, dust yourself off, and Create something already!”
“Dust myself off?”
“Ok, you messed up. But people still love you.”
“Dust myself off…”
“Alright, now. I saw a request the other day for a new lake in Arbenis. It’s so dry there, you know. Folks could really use a nice lake.”
“Lakes are a little small time for the great Vez Alman. I’m thinking of really dusting myself off.”
“Ummm, what is that?”
“What? Oh, just a little storm cloud. Nothing to worry about.”
“Don’t you need to make the hole for the lake before you fill it with water?”
“You telling me how to Create?”
“And…shouldn’t we be in Arbenis before…Vez? Hold on now…”
“More wind, I think.”
“Alright. I get it. I’ll try back later…maybe next week. Or next month.”
“What? This is what you wanted, isn’t it? This will be the greatest storm Symanth has ever seen!”
“In your living room? I’m going. Goodbye.”
“I don’t think so. I think you’d like to see this Creation.”
“Hey! How are you…? Release me!”
“What was it you said? People still love me?”
“Come on now. You can bounce back. You can beat this. Please, just don’t…please Vez…don’t…”
“We’ll see if they still love me tomorrow.”
Self critique: it’s not bad. It’s not great. But not bad. But not great. (Anyone remember that Kmart commercial?)
