I opened my blinds just as the solar eclipse had begun. I turned on the light in my room.

So, there I was minding my own business, writing some miserable story or poem that nobody will want to read, when I suddenly realized I took top prize in a contest. Me…(insert your name here) Hey, wait a second, when did I become (insert your name here)? No one could mistake him for me. He’s much handsomer!

One look in the mirror, and I saw I was (insert your name here). But, ‘twas merely for  moment. I felt my body tingling all over, and in such a way I had never experienced before in my life. I was no longer a man (and I am not metaphorically speaking!)

Suddenly, everyone was congratulating me for my fine exhibitions of writing talent! Me…(insert your name here).

Oh, no! It happened again.

I was about to collect my stars and points when I felt a slight tingle.

Uh-oh! Now I’m her..(insert your name here)!

With those writers working in me, I truly felt talented.

My restless soul wanted more, so I morphed into the all-talented (insert your name here).

Enough of these women!

Make me a man again! I’m starting to feel like (insert your name here) now!

Please make me a man again!

This time, my desire carried over a bit far. I grew two heads, one of (insert your name here) and one of (insert your name here).

Uh-oh! There’s that funny feeling again. This time, I’m really mixed up! That beautiful (insert your name here) popped up as a middle head!

Please! I need someone to bring me back to reality!

Now, this is okay! It’s (insert your name here) If anyone can talk sense, he can!

Suddenly, I noticed the darkening sky began to turn to daylight again.

My (name deleted due to contest rules) head just popped back up between my shoulders.

It was then I realized, during a solar eclipse, the moon passes between earth and the sun in such a way it appears to cross directly in front of the star.

Somehow, a space/time continuum opened at that moment and the faces and intellects of the FanStory writers appeared to cross directly by my humble visage.

It was nice knowing you and all the others the short-lived eclipse did not permit me to interchange heads with.