Losing the will-

Well. Burying myself into books has succeeded in liberating me from my comp for a while. Actually, more so than that is my wireless connection being a right douche and not staying connected, so I either flake off to read or grab my sister's netbook to make sure nothing exploded on the internet before THEN flaking off to watch TV or read MOAR BOOKS. I have pretty much been eaten by The Dresden Files. ( Brief cut for spoilers from book 2 [Fool Moon] )

The reading of the books also ties into my wanting to start writing again. Unfortunately, I don't really know where to start. I've gotten a few drabbles written recently on my comp that refuses to connect to the internet that gets the juices flowing, but... I want to start a NEW story. With a new world and new characters and new problems. I just don't know where to start, especially when I haven't finished up properly with any of my others. B| There's so much to expand and make concrete that I don't know if I can really dedicate myself to something new when I can so easily jump back into my old one and make scenarios like that. Scenes that can be part of the story so easily if only I knew where it was going. *sighs* Story of my liiiife. A beginning and no ending.

Add onto the wanting to read and write is wanting to draw, but I haven't succumbed to that desire yet. I might as well, since my desire to RP has hit rock bottom. IM RP that's spontaneous is still fun. It may take a few hours, but then it's done and I can go back to the logs and re-read them and smile and go off and do whatever. Logging in and picking icons and trying to do plots is just killing me. I'm trying, but I am. Failing. Hardcore.

FML