Fanfiction about GameCola writers.
Sweat poured down Paul’s forehead as he stared at his computer screen. His Word document for “The Gates of Life” was still blank.
“Paul, are you still up?”
Paul turned his head to see Lizo standing there with a worried look on her face.
“It’s past midnight. It’s time to go to bed.”
“I have to finish ‘The Gates of Life,'” Paul said.
“You can do it tomorrow.”
“NO!” Paul shouted, his frustration getting the better of him. “I was supposed to have it done LAST WEEK! You know I have to write it early so Kate can get the pictures in on time!”
Lizo frowned. She hated to see Paul like this. “Well…don’t stay up too late.”
Paul turned back to his computer. The screen was still blank.
Curse his writer’s block.
Writing “The Gates of Life” every other month was the hardest thing Paul ever had to do. Sure, some people said it looked like he wrote down whatever random crap popped into his head, like, flying polar bears or whatever, but nothing could be further from the truth. Paul poured his soul into every edition of “The Gates of Life.” His SOUL. It was his baby, his child, his very meaning for existence.
And now…it was nothing.
“WHAT’S THE POINT?!” Paul felt like screaming. All this work, all this frustration, all for a story that only three people read…the three people who worked on “The Gates of Life.”
Paul needed a distraction, so he opened up his GameCola e-mail. No new mail, except…
Crap.
An e-mail from Kate, Subject: The Gates of Life Pictures
Here it was. An angry e-mail from Kate, yelling at him for not being done yet. Calling him an incompetent head editor, a horrible writer, a hopeless fool, and whatever nasty insults she could come up with, because Kate, unlike Paul, didn’t have the Writer’s Block to End All Writer’s Blocks.
His hand trembling, Paul clicked the mouse and opened the e-mail.
Hey Paul, here are the pictures for this month’s Gates of Life! Matt said he’ll send you the finalized story tomorrow. -Kate
Paul blinked. What? But it was May! What was Kate thinking?
Oh…that’s right. Even though it was May, he was writing for the June edition. So it WAS Matt’s month! Paul didn’t have to write anything! “The Gates of Life” would continue!
Paul put his head down on the keyboard and cried for a long, long time.
