where’d the writer go?

Such writer’s block, lately.

And not even a block, as in, I can’t write…because I can write. More of a block of wanting to write. I want to write, but I don’t want to write. Does that make sense?

(Yes Kimbar, it makes sense, I’m an artist too! No Kimbar, it doesn’t make sense, you’re crazy).

Well, I can see you lovelies have landed on two opposite sides. But oh well. I need to write; I know that much. I want to write. I’m craving writing. There’s just…nothing that draws my interest hard enough for me to want to spend so much time on it. Nothing I’m currently working on, nothing I intend to work on, and no new ideas popping up out of nowhere. I’m utterly dry.

It’s very difficult. Now that I’m not wanting for money as I make my way through December (selling back books and babysitting Sidd have given me plenty to make it through the month), I find myself incapable of writing. What’s wrong with me?

(Oh. Right. I’m blocked. Sorry, forgot that part.)

Maybe I need a change of scenery? Need to wake early and head to the Shoe? Something? That’ll use up my money pretty quickly though. Where to go? Should I give up and read a bit instead of writing so soon after NaNo? I really burn myself out each year when I do this. I need to stop racing my arse through it. Remind me of that next year, folks. No, seriously…remind me of that next year. When I say, "I’m doing100k and I’m going to bla bla bla kill Will meh.fvk.rarr!" say, "Excuse me, dumbass, but this is your future self talking through your OD friend over here telling you not to pull that stunt again."

Ugh.

I need a desk…

Manipulating my environment very rarely works. It just makes me more comfortable as I procrastinate. Just saying. And it’s something I can do while procrastinating to begin with…cleaning my room before I write, getting a desk before I write, I have to finish this important thing I promised I would do for so-and-so before I write…

The writing never happens. In case you weren’t sure. It just doesn’t.

Bleh.

I have to wake early. Things to do tomorrow. So I should head to bed. You know. Before eight in the morning, which is when I got to bed last night. *head.desk*.

Later peeps. Loves all of y’alls. Thanks for putting up with all of my crap. ^_^

– VdS