Alienation; I have lost my passion for stories, overwhelmed by the imagination of other authors, my mind is a shell filled with plagiarised ideas that I like to consider my own. I tell myself, surely there isn’t one author out there, dead or alive, that hasn't been influenced by another writer’s work, which sounds convincing enough – it is a lie I repeat every time I touch a keyboard, or open a document. In truth I am devoid of imagination, and of originality - yes, originality, for if such a thing doesn’t exist then there wouldn’t be a word for it – which pains me to no end.