I want to write so badly it's like a morphine itch.
Every time I sit down with a laptop or tablet or even pen and paper, my mind just goes blank. It's like every character I've ever worked with has just abandoned me, and posted signs against new characters coming to play. I've tried new fandoms (Doctor Who, Fringe, Avatar the Last Airbender, Korra, Transformers: Prime, Beast Hunters, Justice League Unlimited, the new Star Trek films, Steam Powered Giraffe, 9, Sherlock (BBC), Avengers, X-Men) and my own work, but ... nothing.
I can't even re-write my own old works. Believe me, I'd like nothing more than to sit down and re-work He Who Wanders completely, since it's such a travesty of a piece.
It's taken me this long to even be able to come up with enough regarding a journal entry. The MRI didn't find anything, as an aside. They did two $1,500 tests (which are apparently the least expensive and most basic) and I am normal.
I'll believe that when I see it. Normal, me? Right.
An un-asked for and probably never seen plug: [link]
These stories are amazing. I've just about finished everything this author has on her species the Jokka and adore it all. I can't name a favorite but I started with His Neuter Face and highly suggest it.
Take care, all of you few who read my works. Hopefully I will be able to scrounge a few words in 2013. Until then,