Writer's Bricks - Chap 5.1 Page 1

      The best part about living in a one-bedroom apartment on the highest floor in the highest apartment building on Writer's Block was the peace and quiet from the hectic city below. The worst part about living in a one-bedroom apartment on the highest floor in the highest apartment building on Writer's Block was the piss annoying bird on the balcony that went "EEP!" every five !@#$ing seconds from the break of dawn until the stroke of midnight.
      At first Skip had tried shooing it off, but it just kept returning. Then Skip tried to play its game and shoo it off regularly in five minute intervals, but it just countered by EEPing more frequently each time it came back to make up for lost time. Skip then considered getting it mentally dizzy by shooing it off in some complex fractal nonlinear pattern too complex for it to parse, but he really didn't have any reason to believe that he'd be better at doing so than the bird. When you live in the vague idea for a tangible manifestation of the concept of writer's block called Writer's Block, you don't really know much of anything. You only know what's so real and fundamental to you that you'd never, ever bring its existence into question. Like the fact that you exist, or that murdering people is a pretty unethical idea. Or when you count to zero, or five, or figure pi to 88 billion digits and know for sure it must be infinite.
      ...Or, when a piss annoying bird on your balcony is going "EEP!" every five !@#$ing seconds like clockwork from the break of dawn until the stroke of midnight.