My story prompt notebook decided to write its own ending, literally.

Last Thursday, I was trying to get a new idea down in my writing notebook, a cheap spiral thing from the dollar store. I wrote the prompt 'A librarian finds a book that grants wishes, but only for fictional characters.' Then my pen, a basic blue ballpoint, just gave out. Not a big deal, I thought, and reached for another. That one was dry too. The third one just made a sad scratch on the page. All three died at the exact same moment, right on that line. I had to laugh because it felt like the universe itself was rejecting my idea, or maybe the fictional characters didn't want to be wished for. I ended up typing the prompt into my phone notes instead, feeling oddly judged by my own office supplies. Has a weird coincidence like that ever killed the vibe for a writing session for you?