"I haven't written in a long time. When I say a long time, I mean just over a week, but that feels like a long time."
"So, will you write now?" said my conscience
"Yes, I'm going to write now. Just to get myself back in the flow of writing."
"Maybe, you'll do better and write the greatest story you have ever written," said my conscience. My conscience is talking a lot to me.
"I'm going to give my conscience a name," I said. "I'm going to call my conscience, Hastings."
"Hastings? Why are you calling me Hastings?"
"Because, in Agatha Christie's Poirot, Hastings was used as a storyteller. He was used in the TV series, even in the stories in which he did not originally appear. It made it easier for the story to be told."
"Ok, I am Hastings then."
*Thank you," I said.
"I might change my name," said Hastings.
"Why?" I asked.
*Because I want a really cool name. I'm going to be the storyteller. I may want to choose."
"What will you change it to?"
*I haven't decided," said Hastings.
"Make your mind up," I requested. "I don't want to confuse my readers."
"You don't have a story yet," said Hastings.
"True," I replied. "Let's make one now."
"The greatest story," said Hastings.
"It doesn't have to be the greatest."
"Why not?" said Hastings.
"Because you can't always write your greatest story, at will," I replied.
"Try," said Hastings. "I challenge you to write the greatest ever story."
"You're a very demanding conscience," I remarked.
"Call me Hastings," said Hastings.
"You're settling for Hastings then?" I asked.
"No. I've decided on a new name."
"What will you call yourself?"
"I'm not telling you," said the conscience formerly known as Hastings.
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because, it would ruin the suspense."
"You're very full of yourself," I said. "The story will not revolve around you."
"It may as well have done. You don't have anything else so far."
"I have just realised something, Hastings," I said. "This is not a TV series. I don't really need you."
"Yes, you do. You need me.."
"I don't need you at all," I replied. "Close the door on the way out."
"You didn't use the prompt," said my conscience. "You've not written about leather shoes "
"No, I didn't."
"What will you do?" asked my conscience.
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