The grouchy writer’s stamina was waning after a second night of too much to drink. The mundane task of a weekly column was interfering with his vision of becoming an author. The mix of alcohol and lack of ambition were certainly not helping to accomplish his goal.
Every time he looked at his reading desk holding copies of his brother’s books, Joe thought they were haunting him. How could he be related to such a talent? Was he ready to give up the dream of also becoming a great storyteller?
Joe slunk down into the oversized leather desk chair and woefully started typing again: Column Headline: “Mrs. Brown’s dog saved her life again!”
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