She tried writing. Over and over again. Her mind was not able to siphon its thoughts and articulate what she was feeling. The prose froze, she stupidly thought.
Untitled 8 was opened and not one thought emerged that had any interesting bent to it. She typed blah as her status message in every possible social forum.
And she closed all the documents without saving them. She shut down her computer. She crawled into her bed.
Sometimes, one should never try to write, she sighed to herself and slept.