My muse is telling me to get off my ass.
I started sifting through all my notebooks, and found piles of stories and drawings that never made light on the internet. Some were utter crap, I got to admit. Some were pretty decent, if I must toot my own horn. Which made me wonder, how could I have possessed the talent to write and draw all this?
Oh, right. I was a student once upon a time. Who didn't like inorganic chemistry.
Some chaptered stories sit on my bookshelf, incomplete, but deserve so much more. I'm usually the type to sit there and hash out a story for four months straight, agonize and cry over it, and never pick up any other projects until I am fully finished. But, there are currently three notebooks that are half-empty (or half-full, for those optimists), waiting for an ending. Waiting for the antagonist to finally show their face. Waiting for the protagonists to develop into something more than how they started out. Waiting for two people to fall in love.
I want to write again, I just don't know which one to focus on. So, I'll sit on them for another couple days and wait to see if my muse will finally jump kick me in the chest. Or, I can always pick the titles randomly out of a hat to decide which to work on first.
Oh, right. I was a student once upon a time. Who didn't like inorganic chemistry.
Some chaptered stories sit on my bookshelf, incomplete, but deserve so much more. I'm usually the type to sit there and hash out a story for four months straight, agonize and cry over it, and never pick up any other projects until I am fully finished. But, there are currently three notebooks that are half-empty (or half-full, for those optimists), waiting for an ending. Waiting for the antagonist to finally show their face. Waiting for the protagonists to develop into something more than how they started out. Waiting for two people to fall in love.
I want to write again, I just don't know which one to focus on. So, I'll sit on them for another couple days and wait to see if my muse will finally jump kick me in the chest. Or, I can always pick the titles randomly out of a hat to decide which to work on first.