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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. After reading the second book I am very, VERY curious to find out how they try to blow off the huge furry thing that pretty much slaughtered a few dozen police or if they'll, you know, realize things that go bump in the night aren't necessarily your normal everyday burglar.I was surprised that Carmichael died. Honestly, I thought he was going to be one of those regular sloppy but competent characters who gets his arm ripped off but still lives or something. Nuh uh. Short end. He got it. And that last scene made me face palm. Why couldn't they just fucking say WHY they were doing what they were doing? "Move Harry, or that bastard Denton is going to club you over the head with a two by four" "Duck! The loup-garou is right behind you about to rip off your head!" Jebus. Communication skills. They lack them.They try to give absolute orders to the person they know has a head made of rock and DOESN'T LISTEN. Gibbs!smacks them both.
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 recentlyon 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
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
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