Advice: Don’t talk to yourself so much!
Jason Mustardseed, the aspiring writer, had his favorite pens. Jason especially liked old pens. Fountain pens. Calligraphy pens. Old ball points he had re-filled with those re-fills that you had to buy at a stationery store downtown. Jason loved pens. And Jason had his favorite pencils too. Jason reached across his cluttered desk and carefully selected a pen with which to start his new novel.
“Oh no. Not this one! I can’t write with this one.”
He slid the Papermate back across the desk. “Maybe the green Scripto. No, wait. Let me think about this” Jason just knew that the choice of writing implement was central to the writing process, crucial to his success as a writer. With the right pen in his hand the words would flow….
“Never mind,” said Jason to himself. “If I really was a writer, these sorts of problems wouldn’t arise at all. Pencils! Shmencils! What’s the difference?” he chided himself. Jason suddenly paused, as he noticed that he was talking to himself again. Jason took a prescribed deep breath. “I have to stop talking to myself!” he told himself. A troubling question remained, though: If he himself was doing the talking, who was he talking to? And which one of them was the real Jason? “Yikes!” Jason said to himself. Jason again took a deep breath.
“Ah, but what to write?”
Jason flipped the green Scripto into the air and caught it deftly. He carefully laid it back down on the desk. “Whatever,” he said to himself.
An Occasional Story or Magazine 
Sounds like a typical way to start the writing day!
Thanks for visiting and expressing your support for poor Jason.
He seems to need it, poor lad.
Yes. Poor Justin.