Inspiration: Liquor

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A drunken experiment ready to change the next seven generations. Thats what Ginny thought to himself as he poured another glass of green liquid into his oversized coffee mug. Everything had been set up just so. Down to the Number 2 pencil sitting on the right side of the page. He stumbled out of his armchair on the far side of the room and threw back the curtains, revealing the dreariest of rainy days. It was the perfect storm. He merrily skipped towards the oversized office chair and instead tripped on the edge of the rug and kissed fhe floor boards with his forehead.

"WHO LEFT THIS LIKE THIS?!" he yelled at the stuffed duck sitting idle by the fireplace.

He grumbled and stumbled back to his feet, proping himself up with the end table. His experiment needed to commence immediately for proper results. With great effort he took to the fluff filled leather chair and sat with that pencil taught in his hand. He took another swig of his liquid sloshing in his cup and watched the rain fall steadily out his bay window. No one in the world could've thought of a better way to do this. This must've been the greatest idea he's had since he won the nobel prize at Barns and Noble for most books read and returned in a month. Surely this would earn him a spot on the shelf. Surely this experiment would succeed. He took another swig from his cup and a fairy jumped out, fluttering towards the window. He gripped his Number 2 pencil with delight. This is when the magic began.

Hopefully you don't have to be like this guy to get a little creativity flowing in your veins. As always your welcome to find me lounging in the writers group waiting for inspiration to strike. See ya tomorrow!