Muse Bitchdom...Grrrr

I want to write.

No, I'm not kidding. I have wanted to for weeks, to the point of feeling it rising up inside myself on a daily basis. I've got two stories I fucking 'need' to do. I know what happens (for the most part) in both. Two totally different fandoms. My ideas sounding in my head. My outlines staring me in the face.

And nothing.

It just doesn't damn well happen. And I'm seriously getting frustrated.

I can't focus. I am easily distracted. I am in the middle of a craving to do and a feeling of god but that seems like soooo much work. I do want it, I don't. But really, I do.

And I end up sitting here. Feeling bad to worse. With nothing done on either.

The more I don't do, the more I start thinking it won't ever... And the less I end up saying, talking. I don't write, and I get so damn quiet. On all fronts. But then it feels like others online are doing the same thing. Silence, or just the barest of hellos.

Sigh, could I sound more morose?

x

Muse Bitchdom...Grrrr

I want to write.

No, I'm not kidding. I have wanted to for weeks, to the point of feeling it rising up inside myself on a daily basis. I've got two stories I fucking 'need' to do. I know what happens (for the most part) in both. Two totally different fandoms. My ideas sounding in my head. My outlines staring me in the face.

And nothing.

It just doesn't damn well happen. And I'm seriously getting frustrated.

I can't focus. I am easily distracted. I am in the middle of a craving to do and a feeling of god but that seems like soooo much work. I do want it, I don't. But really, I do.

And I end up sitting here. Feeling bad to worse. With nothing done on either.

The more I don't do, the more I start thinking it won't ever... And the less I end up saying, talking. I don't write, and I get so damn quiet. On all fronts. But then it feels like others online are doing the same thing. Silence, or just the barest of hellos.

Sigh, could I sound more morose?

x