Swinging at smoke…

Writing is hard. It’s a very cyclical thing for me. It moves along in stages. What those stages are, how long they last, and whether or not I recognize them as they’re happening all vary on a case by case basis. Right now I’m in the JFC everything is crap stage. It happens. I’ve spent a lot of time staring at my writing folder—like I do—trying to discern what I should be working on. Truth… Keep reading…Swinging at smoke…

Just open the door…

The purgatory of writer’s block often sends my brain in wild directions, desperately grasping for ideas I can work with. This is generally where the inane fanfiction enters the picture, but even that collective monstrosity is at a standstill these days. Oh I have ideas. I always have ideas for terrible fanfiction. But those ideas are just as trapped as the legitimate material rolling around in my head. I am shockingly adept at sabotaging myself—which… Keep reading…Just open the door…