Creative Block

By Abigail Harvey

Right. Get your backside in gear, Ink. Paint something. Anything.

But what?

Maybe the answer’s in the fridge. I check the fridge. It’s not in the fridge. I close the fridge.

Paint something.

I pick up a spraycan. It’s ‘Summer Sky Azure’, apparently. Paint names are weird, aren’t they? Imagine having that job, just sitting around naming colors. “Oh, yes, this is the exact shade of my arm at night—I think I’ll call it ‘Moonlit Elbow’.”

Paint something!

But what?

Maybe the answer appeared in the fridge while I was thinking about paint names. I check the fridge. It’s not in the fridge. I close the fridge.

Paint. Something.

I pick up another can. Man, there’s a lot of cans. Who could possibly work in all this mess? I’d better organize my space. I should probably arrange all these paints in alphabetical order. That’ll sort me out.

PAINT. SOMETHING.

But what?

Maybe the answer’s in the fridge.