Today’s Daily Prompt is Elusive
Every idea seems wrong, bad, boring. None of the songs I’m playing sound right. I need … I don’t know what. I can’t find the feeling, the word, the concept, that will make it all work.
“What?” I glare at Alex, sitting with his feet up on the table.
Oh poor me, the angst ridden author who just can’t find the words
He mocks me with a smirk.
“It’s the prompt idiot,” I mutter and give his feet a shove.
Weak as –
“Bite me,” I cut him off.
Is that an invitation babe?
“Don’t call me babe,” I sigh in frustration.
Right, what’s that other name you like me to call you? I just can’t quite think of it … it’s on the tip my tongue … it’s just so … elusive