I'm more than a little frustrated. I had a restful, refreshing week of vacation. I have had much less stress at work this week. I have a stack of comp books and notebooks to deface, and lots of pretty inks to do it with. I should have been writing lots this week--and I've done nothing. So frustrated.
At some point I had a writing to-do list for this year, and I have not yet ticked off a single goal. I just can't find a sentence to start with, that's all.
I know somewhere I have a notebook with a bunch of fanfic partials; maybe I should dig that out and try to finish something. One foolish project is as good as another, right?
At some point I had a writing to-do list for this year, and I have not yet ticked off a single goal. I just can't find a sentence to start with, that's all.
I know somewhere I have a notebook with a bunch of fanfic partials; maybe I should dig that out and try to finish something. One foolish project is as good as another, right?