Alexander walked through the rowdy house and reached his office, one of his children rattled at his feet. He tiredly looked down, and sighed. He just walked into his office, leaving the child alone. Alexander focused on his work—thinking hard and working hard.

“Ugh. I need to write something, there can’t be anything else I cannot write..” He mumbled to himself, Alexander was desperate to hold a pen and write constantly until blacked out by exhaustion’s run.