"5678309" is a piece of flash fiction written by Frank Ballast about creativity imagined as a dialogue between two writers.
“In my head I pour out words enough to fill valleys. I commit rapid love hari-kari and it’s all over so fast that maybe the imagining is enough. I think it’ll have to be, at the rate I’m going.”
“Maybe,” pencil shavings dripped on the desk as he answered. “Maybe.”