One of the most difficult, and inescapable, aspects of being a writer, is the dreaded block. That moment when your lovely purple people eater plot bunny snags that tenuous wisp of the storyline, and disappears down that horrid rabbit hole, to go share a cup of tea with your ancient relic of a muse.
For me, I've always found inspiration, and the peak in my desire to write, comes from the harder times in my life. The moments when I'm stressed and overwhelmed and angry at the world, all the while hoping it'd be just a tiny bit kinder. With the development of a safe, stable life, my inspiration is sorely lacking. Add onto that a transfer and merger of three different computers, and their various versions of all my work, and you've got a hefty enough justification to take an extended break from the creative nightmares that writing can turn into.
Tonight though, I've finally managed to successfully blend together all three sources of data ^_^ Listen to me being a nerd. While I by no means have fully finished the updating, I have gotten to a spot that requires intense attention to detail, and review of every doc in my folders. You know what that means, yes?
No.
Oh. It means I am forced to review my stories, find out where I left off in each, find the inspiration again for their lovely plotlines, and forcibly threaten the deserters otherwise known as Grok and his sidekick, back to the table.
It's hopefully just a few more clicks away from posting, and I'm actually excited about the prospect of writing again. Joy of joys!
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