A man places items of increasing size in his rectum while contemplating the recent death of his estranged grandmother.

A man posts on a website asking the frequenters for ideas, after he dismisses them all in humorous fashion we begin to gain insight into the man and perhaps into self-worth in general.
fuck off. You can write about anything. How does anyone ever run out of ideas?

You know, that's what scares me about the prospect of university. Most of the time, they will have you read more than 10 complete body of work in under a semester and will ask for no less than 10-15pages of good work, and 3-5 pages for poems.

My tip to you, op, is to take a step back and put ALL of your efforts into reading great classical work, like Racine or Baudelaire if you're a frenchfag. And also write every day, no matter what it may be. Make a schedule if it pleases you: ah! Today is monday? Then poems it will be. Essay thursday? Sure why not.

Doing this, no matter how shitty it is, will build you a personal "bank" of ideas to work and rework at will, characters of your own that you will take back here and there, like Valère or Cléante were used so often in Molière's work.

Also pick up workshop courses, maybe you think your writing is great, but compared to others, you may reconsider very quickly and also meet likeminded poeple, just like Beauvoir did.

Writing is a dedication, not a chore.

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Ah sorry op, I didn't see you were a tripcunt. Nevermind what I said.