I have officially hit writers block again, this is awful.
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I have officially hit writers block again, this is awful.
Does anyone else ever try to write a song about something bothering you but nothing you write is good, so you just end up freestyling and that’s great, but when you try and write it down you forget almost all of it?
Tumblr Family
In the ocean of life
With family storms
And thundering relatives
I floated with a mollcroft lifebelt
Finding harbour in a mystrade ship
That has MG sails, RG wind
Tumblr being the anchor
Sherlock the new moon and
Molly the North star
Lighting my voyage ..
Under the Weather
Missing in Action For a while now I’ve been under the weather and unable to focus on much of anything, especially not writing. Couldn’t muster the focus. Couldn’t muster the motivation. Every idea I had seemed stupid. Not worth writing, Not worth anyone’s time to read. I know I’m not the only one who’s ever felt that way. That does not make it any better for me. A good day would be followed by…
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i wish i had the stamina to write a 100k slow burn acquaintances to lovers fic but i can’t even write a five-paragraph essay
Ugh..
I’m tired. My brain is fried and I can’t seem to pick up the threads of the stories I have already. I do have an idea for Spreading the Magic, but i can’t quite get it to form past the few vague lines I have Mostly the one “Marvin bolted upright in bed,papers and scrolls and a few books fell off the bed in his haste. His eyes widened as he finally understood why the magic had worked like it did! He understood, how had he been so blind?!?! How had he not picked this up right away!” Just a “teaser” since that’s the only bit I’ve got stuck in my head... right now I’m torn oddly between two ideas for new stories. One of JJ being taken on his first camping trip, and trying s’mores for the first time, along with the tents and campfires..... and another where “you” are attacked and shouldn't wake up from the coma/survive the beating you took.. but it makes you the perfect host for a certain glitch.. I haven’t caught up on enough sleep to fully form anything.Just half ideas floating around. So sorry for the delays.. I’m working on it.. trying to catch up on sleep... I promise I’ll try and get something out soon!
I found 'Black coffee blues' by Henry Rollins in the back of my bookshelf. I remember I wished to have such interesting dreams. Now I have them for... what ... years? I wish I could describe them so clinically. Wish I could write at all.
I may have finally run out of words for us