At first I thought this was going to go like the story of Icarus, but you had a few good twists to throw in there.

Good to see you again :)

Writer’s block? Very thoughtful, introverted feel to this, in keeping with the theme, and some richly descriptive phrases. I’m not sure if fleshy mirrors of futility works as a description or not – but either way, it’s stuck in my mind.

Took me right to the end to get the writer’s block sense from it, after a second or two. I was thinking something magical, though heck, isn’t writing magical?

Lesson for me: My arthritic mind needs stretching.

I’ve been coming out of a deep depression, a dark period of three years. The one thing I’ve lost that I’ve tried to regain is my love for reading. That’s why I love Ficly, it doesn’t overload me and I have access to some of the best short stories I’ve ever read. Including yours Robert.

I agree with the previous comments; even if it weren’t about writer’s block, I think most people can relate to the sentiments and feelings here. It transcends. It could apply to a feeling of wasting one’s potential and life in general. Particularly:

“I could feel its great weight, the sand from my life’s hourglass accumulating in invisible mounds upon my shoulders”

This is great. It seems a bit dark, but has a couple silver linings. I particularly enjoyed the bit about rejections becoming like armor.

Nicely worded, all around.