How I Found Prose

I was in a hotel room, TV on. The sound resonating within an oversized entertainment stand. I pulled the the flat screen towards the front so its sound wouldn't have the chance to bounce around the inside.

It slid easily. Too easily in one spot and I could see that someone had put something underneath it. With a tilt, I could extract this mysterious item.

A small notepad. Blank. It said "Write." On the front. The back of it told me to visit a website and download an app.

And I did.