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There's a song with that line, too, and it's hideously catchy. :(
I am in that horrible place where I really want to write! but at the same time, everything I have to write is just ... not pinging me. :( I'm still excited for all of it, especially the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
yaoi_challenge pieces among the other things I have, but when I try to actually focus on them, my attention goes wandering and my brain decides to get lost on the road to coherency. Even really good ideas and suggestions barely seem to skim the level of my distraction; I would ask for prompts, but I'm afraid of dropping the ball because I would just putter out and be like :V instead. It feels a lot like when you have a horrible craving for one specific food, and while you can and do eat other stuff and you get full from it, it's not nearly as satisfying as getting what you actually wanted, only with the added dimension of WHAT IS IT DO I REALLY WANT, ANYWAY. Help, I have 2000 words to write tonight and NOTHING TO WRITE ABOUT. ;o;
/whines
Man, I feel like I was going to make another point whenever I got around to posting again, but I've forgotten it entirely. Possibly it involved my cat.
I am in that horrible place where I really want to write! but at the same time, everything I have to write is just ... not pinging me. :( I'm still excited for all of it, especially the
yaoi_challenge pieces among the other things I have, but when I try to actually focus on them, my attention goes wandering and my brain decides to get lost on the road to coherency. Even really good ideas and suggestions barely seem to skim the level of my distraction; I would ask for prompts, but I'm afraid of dropping the ball because I would just putter out and be like :V instead. It feels a lot like when you have a horrible craving for one specific food, and while you can and do eat other stuff and you get full from it, it's not nearly as satisfying as getting what you actually wanted, only with the added dimension of WHAT IS IT DO I REALLY WANT, ANYWAY. Help, I have 2000 words to write tonight and NOTHING TO WRITE ABOUT. ;o;/whines
Man, I feel like I was going to make another point whenever I got around to posting again, but I've forgotten it entirely. Possibly it involved my cat.