~~~~~Trinity~~~~~
Eight months into the relationship with Jeriah, Trinity sat at home with concern etched into her eyebrows. She focused on her computer screen; and deleted the last sentence she wrote. Ever since she worked things out with Jeriah, her ability to write decreased to where she barely had a good plot. Everything she wrote read like trash and she scrunched up her nose in disgust. The disappointment she felt from not being able to write better was driving her crazy. She sighed, before standing to set her laptop on the coffee table with a blank document page open.
Trinity wanted to write, craved the feel of the keys beneath her fingertips, but inspiration fled to the furthest reaches of her mind and she could not get it to resurface. She stroked at her forehead as she walke
