Muse Melia Journal

Frustrations -- five stories tall

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Now here is what I came up with through the image given to me:

I label it frustrations as you will see why (maybe) as you read the piece.

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The thing was five stories high. The thing was not defined beyond the fact that it was a story a story that was the best thing I have ever thought up in my life. The thing would change my title from writer to best selling author.

The problem is that I am unsure how to define the thing. It is on the tip of my tongue. It is like a the name of your first boyfriend is right there on the edge of your conscious knowledge.

I have the action and the setting but damn I do not have a character. I am not even sure that whether my character is male or female.

What I do know is that they are going through a divorce and have two children involved. Two children that did not deserve to be placed in the middle of a battle between their parents.

So, who is the person. Dang the character is either male or female. The name of the person slips me. Geesh, the story is written with the character unknown.

Oh well, maybe the story is me but the main character is the little girl stuck inbetween the hell the parents have created for her.

The story that is five stories tall is me. I am the thing. The thing that was caught in the middle of a battle that lasted more than six years.