Closed Inspiration From the Outdoors

[Cyrus Thorne]

Cyrus had received a new notebook and a new quill over break, which had made him very happy. He often scribbled random thoughts on scraps of paper, but it was nice to have it all together in this beautiful notebook now. At least, it would be, if he could bring himself to start writing in it. He had tried several times already, his ink-covered quill hovering over the page as he tried desperately to think of the perfect thing to write. This time, he had decided to try it outside. Surely nature would be inspiring? But even here, as he sat on the lawn against a tree with the notebook propped on his knee, he just... didn't know how to start. He felt this pressure to make this notebook perfect, which meant he couldn't write anything he'd regret later. He sighed, leaning his head back against the three. Could he think of something poetic to write? Something about the roughness of the bark? The shade the tree provided on this sunny day? The soft grass tickling his ankles? He didn't know, and he sighed in annoyance.