This is my second time writing for “100 Word Song” initiated by Lance of My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog.
Rules: Write a 100-word story inspired by a song.
This week’s song is Radiohead’s “Idioteque“.
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I bang my head against the desk—twice—still numb. My lower lip curls under my front teeth, and I bite down hard and taste blood. At least one of my senses is intact.
Cramped legs, aching back, and blurred vision set in. The empty bottle of bourbon ferments inside me. I hear my name but ignore it. Instead, I paw the keyboard until my finger depresses the letter “z” and watch it fill up the screen for several lines.
“James,” she screams again. “Come to bed. You can finish your damn masterpiece tomorrow!”
I grunt and black out atop my keyboard.
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