Edgar sat staring at the blank page for over an hour. What should he write about? Should he delve deep into his imagination or draw from personal experiences? Should he avoid politics and religion?
He quickly grabbed a pen and paper and began writing furiously. “Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered…” Suddenly, a large black bird swooped through the open window and perched on the windowsill.
Upset at the interruption, Edgar threw a large book at the bird, causing it to shriek loudly, at which point a rapping came at his chamber door. “Mr. Poe, are you okay?”
He quickly grabbed a pen and paper and began writing furiously. “Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered…” Suddenly, a large black bird swooped through the open window and perched on the windowsill.
Upset at the interruption, Edgar threw a large book at the bird, causing it to shriek loudly, at which point a rapping came at his chamber door. “Mr. Poe, are you okay?”
