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The diagnosis

“Doctor, I can’t stop when I get the urge,” declared Gerry, his arms shaking and fingers twitching!

“The monstrous voices in my head keep pleading until I give in,” continued Gerry encouraged by the kind doctor’s sympathetic nod.

“My wife is just sick of me and has given me an ultimatum, failing which, she has threatened to leave me,” tears pricked Gerry’s eyes as he whispered the last line feeling like an absolute failure.

The doctor took a deep breath and cleared his throat before pronouncing Gerry's diagnosis and medication, “Gerry, you suffer from acute Writobiatics, a condition in which the hunger to write does not subside until the patient unleashes the flood of words on to a sheet; it is incurable and the patient is mostly confined to using the crutch of a pen or a keyboard throughout his life.”

“However,” the doctor added, causing Gerry’s feelings to change from utter disbelief to immense relief, “You can manage the symptoms well if you follow a healthy diet of writing and reading at stipulated times in the day/night, so that the manifestation does not affect your personal life, and additionally, join a writer’s club to learn how other similarly afflicted people cope.” 

Google.com
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Linking this to the Five Sentence Fiction prompt: Hunger at Lillie Mcferrin Writes.
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After writing this, I happened to Google and found that there is indeed a similar medical condition that exists, called Hypergraphia.

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  1. That was hilarious, Uma.. Such a brilliant take on the prompt! Loved it..

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    1. hehe..Thank you so much, Vinitha! :-)

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    1. I'm so glad, Indira..thank you :-)

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  3. hahahaha who would have thought of such a disease!!!! heheheeh

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    1. hahaha..I'm sure no one likes to be an inventor of diseases but in this case I'm ;-)

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  4. heheh! the first three lines made me think that the problem lied somewhere else :P
    lol!

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    1. aah, I like to mislead sometimes..thanks, Ankita :-)

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  5. Cute. Guess I suffer from this, too, he he! Alana

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    1. Yes, your name suggests that you suffer from this ;-) Thanks, Alana!

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  6. My my, I didn't think it would be a real one when I read through the post. Good thinking :)

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