Why can’t I just write?

Flustered.  . . The more I want to write, the more tired I seem to get.

 I’m not sure if it is because this piece is therapy

 or if it is the cold weather making me want to hibernate.  . . 

Or my anemia. . . 

Why can’t I just write?

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All situations can be written. . .

I was stood up Saturday instead of just waiting for two hours, I outlined part 2 for my book. (Yes, making the best of my anxiety, time, and my Nanowrimo prep.)

So I waited hours for the bozo to not show, and I was frazzled. What made it worst was when I gave him a chance after he begged for it, and I told him it would NOT work with the distance. Then after two hours of waiting, saying he was going to be there, he texts me saying: it‘s not working for me

No crap!

So what do my muses do? They nag me to write about it, and put it my novel I am working on.  3350 words later I have a scene to add into my story.  I know it’s before nanowrimo but I wanted to write while all feelings were fresh in my head. The migraine was worth the Saturday night of writing. 

Thank you . . . Muses (in no particular order )

  • Rebekah
  • Kelly
  • Emma
  • Chlorine
  • Starre

Therapy: Write about it

I use writing as a huge therapy tool. Version a (rough draft) of any of my writings are for me to get everything out. 

There are a lot of things that are illegal in real life, but nothing is illegal if you are bad guy in written story.

I will use my writing to get our feelings, especially frustration and anger.

 During editing, I will make corrections and write for the public, but version a is always for me. 

(Currently, just wish that I can get at least  6 hours of sleep each night or late morning so I can get so decent writing finished. )

Prompts

It’s funny . . . I can list prompts for my blogs, but when I go back to look at the lists of prompts, it just feels like work. Or I am not in inspired. 

Then I feel empty, lacking motivation. 

It always when I am wide awake.  

However when I’m exhausted,  almost comfy in my bed do I figure the right prompt to write in my blog. Sigh.
Does this happen to anyone else?