Post your short story ideas. It's not like they're going anywhere

Two people fall from heaven and enter a conflict with each other when they disagree about what heaven looks like, realize they've forgotten, and aren't sure how to get back

A lonely young librarian stuck in a small podunk town catches a middle schooler watching porn on the library computers. She spares him humiliation and over the coming weeks the boy develops a crush on her. She finds herself flattered by the attention--despite knowing that its wholly inappropriate. Finally she invites the boy (or he invites her) to go kayaking with her to a lake she used to frequent with her ex. In the climax, the boy gets carried away, and kisses her. I'm not sure what her response would be (whether she kisses back or not) but regardless, in the end, the kid stops coming to the library.

what's the ending mean? the part about the therapist encouraging mc to start writing?

I think it's supposed to be self-referential.

A Pige steals everyone's short story ideas and turns them into an analects that he becomes a millionaire off of and then he spirals into a state of total cyrenaic dissipation.

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so like, the reader themselves is the one writing it as if they were the ones writing down their flashbacks? or mc started writing down his flashbacks and the book itself is what he is writing, after the recommendation of the therapist.

Probably the latter.

(Me)
The therapist himself recorded the sessions and the story is essentially (You) watching/listening to those tapes, but this isn't ever explicitly made known.

A group of men start a discussion group meeting weekly at a cafe. They drink and read from their diaries, essays, poetry. They become more and more self-absorbed. The narration takes the form of the meeting minutes and excerpts from the discussions. they became so invested in themselves that they do not notice the world ending around them. They all die. maybe there is a narrator who pieces everything together rummaging through the debris of a destroyed city.

Never heard of that, but a bit bummed out that it's already been done