Struggle

Inside a cozy bedroom surrounded by pages, the 'writer' lied in the middle, looking up the ceiling as if she was having an existential crisis.

"It has been a long time since you haven't came to me. Has your motivation returned?" The 'narrator' asks the 'writer'.

"I guess. My motivation sometimes just disappear to nowhere and then come back all of a sudden to me to be motivated to write something. But then I hesitate for long hours until I lose motivation again." The 'writer' responds. "Right now, I'm just trying to focus back on Cursed For Life. But then it's even more troublesome than I thought."

"What seems to be the problem?" The 'narrator' questions.

"If I say it here, it's be spoilers even though nobody is interested in my story." Said the 'writer'.

"Or perhaps, you simply published it in the wrong site. Like what your friends has said."

"Well I don't see anyone reading any of my story here either!"

"People are less willingly to read something they're unfamiliar with. Mostly one that doesn't seem to have a progressive continuation. (-or a book cover)"

"Ey! A good story don't need a visual image to make it great! Though, I guess it'd be neat if had more images than words. I'm the kind who prefer animations over writing. As in aesthetically. But for ideas, I can only write them down.
I'm not much of a reader myself but if they don't like my stories or aren't interested in them, then they don't have to! I want true fans to like it just as much as I do! Well, mostly for that story that is unpublished right now. I will also post it here if I ever manage to finish rewriting at least the first chapter.
*sigh* But then no one's gonna read it again..."

"You know that what matters most is that you enjoy the story yourself, do you not?" The 'narrator' responds.

"Yeah..."

"Now, before you change mind to go back to your addictive game of simulator, why don't you lay out your troubles?" Says the 'narrator', stopping the 'writer' from trying to open her game on her computer.

"All right! All right!" She says and put her computer away. "... Seriously! How can I say it without spoiling anything! I'm still looking forward to my future fans in the far far far far far far far far far away future!

So, um. It's a problem of logic. It's related to how the plot knot is tied. I'd have to change it because it doesn't make any logical sense. But I also don't want to change so much that I won't be able to use my far away idea that is funny.

Okay, so. Cho is going to get an old phone from the landlady. Which will make the readers think that phone is the curse of the chapter. When in truth, it is something else. She has to get that phone to confuse the readers."

"So that is your struggle? If you wish to conserve your later idea so much, then all you have to do is to write a beginning that can be connected to it. Of course, it is easier said than done."

"..." The 'writer' remain silent until she returns to her computer to play the desired game instead.

"Well, then. I'll wait for your return after you are done procrastinating."

...

Several days later, the 'writer' has stopped playing her addictive game. She lies there in the middle of the floor, looking up the ceiling like she did when she started writing this chapter of her struggle. While the 'narrator' narrates there, leaving her to rot in her depression.

"What can I do for you, 'writer'?" The 'narrator' asks the 'writer' not truly caring about her meaningless struggles. "I've never said anything about your struggles being meaningless."

"I bet you would think that." The 'writer' responds.

"Well, you know me. I certainly would not find your struggles meaningless. Rather too commonly boring that it does not pique my attention." He responds in a annoyingly calm smile.

"Dude! You're a story teller in your family that adopted that-"

"Ah-ah. Spoiler alert." He shushes the 'writer'.

"Thanks. Anyways. You're a story teller, can't you help me write my story!" The 'writer' questions.

"You forgot a minor detail, 'writer'." Says the 'narrator'. "I remind you that what I actually do is read out loud the story of one's life. I do not write anything."

"That's true. I forgot.

Ugh! I guess I'll just write it as is without much details unless it matters! But then, my problem now is how will I write it. Details matter to blend you in the ambience and understand the feelings and emotions of the story!

I don't even know how I'm going to write the important part of the story which actually is an unimportant description of actions.

I mean. What matters in the plot is : What or Who. Why and What's the ending. Not How it happens, right? At least in the context of Chapter 1 that I still have no touched for quite a while.

I really wish someone can help me write my story. But then I'm afraid that someone might steal my idea or change the whole plot of my story. The uncooperative cooperation, either from me or my cooperator. And just anything in this world! With their laws and crimes, I can't trust anything or anyone! Countries despising each other for reasons I don't even bother to know anymore! People struggling in their own country. Or just somewhere. Everything's a mess in my head and out in the world!..."

"*Yawn!*"

"Don't yawn!"

"I'm sorry but you're always citing the same problems over and over again. As a character whose dialogues are made based on your thoughts, I am to react the way you think and feel about yourself."

"*sigh* Forget it..." The 'writer' sighed sadly thinking to herself that it is hopeless. "I just wanted some help. I know I can't be always holding someone's hand but, I'm not even holding anyone's hand..."