Bubble, Bubble, Toil & Trouble...

Sometimes I REALLY hate writing!

GRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, breath.... I'll explain. There is something gut-wrenching about the entire process. It's painful. You carve out this little world with little people whom you grow so attached to. You love them. Completly. They really do become people to you. You know them inside and out. They are like old friends... and sometimes you paint yourself into the make-believe world & that only adds to the.... craziness of it.

I am writing a little world of my own at the moment &, let me tell you, I love these people. They are wonderfully flawed, nutty people. And I want so badly to tell everyone their story. I want others to know them like I know them.

And I have spent the past 6 hours or so (give or take) staring at the blank, white screen of death that is WORD. Driving me crazy. That's what it is doing. I find that I have fallen into the trap of over thinking EVERYTHING that I am writing. And over thinking leads to second guessing & that is death for my poor Muse.

Speaking of my Muse, she seems to have run away. I keep trying to bribe her back with promises of Dr. Pepper and Skittles... but, alas, to no avail.

::sigh::

Okay, back to work. Just wanted to blow off some steam.
Thanks for listening.