He wrote the first line of the story that had been in his head for awhile then stopped, not sure how to continue. He read what he had typed then tried again but his fingers were frozen above the keys. Perhaps, being an author wasn’t his calling after all.
(Inspired by; https://katmyrman.com/2019/02/05/twittering-tales-122-5-february-2019-it-starts-with-one-word/ with thanks).