mind with a heart of its own
Jan. 18th, 2011 02:47 am2011 feels slow and sad and stupid without having gotten off the ground yet. But maybe that's the strep throat talking.
At least I'm writing. I know I haven't hit rock bottom if I can still write.
Do you guys ever feel like you have too many ideas and not enough working brain space? I write constantly, but I know I'll never get even a quarter of the ideas and plots that sleet through my skull down; I write fast because if I don't get one idea out quickly, I'll get distracted by another and never finish the first. I just keep writing until I finish something.
I've reworked head on the door *again*. Almost done with the next part, though, so I guess that's good. Concentration is my problem: my brain keeps trying to go in ten directions at once.
/whine
How is everyone? Is the new year treating you well?
At least I'm writing. I know I haven't hit rock bottom if I can still write.
Do you guys ever feel like you have too many ideas and not enough working brain space? I write constantly, but I know I'll never get even a quarter of the ideas and plots that sleet through my skull down; I write fast because if I don't get one idea out quickly, I'll get distracted by another and never finish the first. I just keep writing until I finish something.
I've reworked head on the door *again*. Almost done with the next part, though, so I guess that's good. Concentration is my problem: my brain keeps trying to go in ten directions at once.
/whine
How is everyone? Is the new year treating you well?