Monthly Archives: April 2012


*Tiptoes through the weeds and overgrown bushes*

For some reason I have the urge to blog. I don’t know why be cause I don’t have much to update. I’ve still not made my way back to the world of writing (or reading for that matter, which probably has a lot to do with why I’m not writing). I wish I knew what the problem was… I just don’t. I’m plenty jealous (and snarky) about people who are writing and publishing. I’ve had lots of time to look down my nose at authors who might have published a trilogy of “un-fanficced”  fan fiction and then uttered a haughty chuckle at the reports of how it isn’t written very well and it’s badly edited and ha ha ha how embarrassing, while my own manuscript languishes on my desktop at home, collecting dust and every day seeming more and more stupid in the premise and story line department. I really don’t have room to laugh, have nothing to be snarky about and should probably shut my trap. I’ve had lots of time to dive into new, distracting things and continue with old distracting things. I’ve had no problem keeping up with TV shows and gossip and the latest headlines. When it comes to writing, I don’t have time or I don’t feel like it or I’m stuck or I’ve hit a brick wall. Right now I just don’t have the will to fight through it. The odd thing is that I think about it ALL THE TIME. It’s always on my mind. I just haven’t done anything about it. I know this is a rut and it is a minute space in time compared to the rest of my life. And that perhaps I’ve put so much pressure on myself to WRITE A BOOK THIS YEAR that I’ve basically pressured myself out of thinking I can do it. This morning the thought that maybe I’m just not an author crossed my mind. That thought made me sad because while I can’t […]