I feel as though I have lost the knack for writing stories that go anywhere. I have these plot points I want to hit in several WIPs -- scenes I've been looking forward to for a long time, in some cases -- and they keep receding into the distance. It's like Xeno's Paradox -- I can never reach point B because there's always half the distance left to travel.
Also, Sasuke is being intractable. Which is IC, true, but does not make my life any easier.
( Lemonade, Part X )
In real life news, my coworker AO has to go to the hospital for an MRI tomorrow -- the doctors think she might have a tumor near her brain. *lights a candle for her* ( She has had such a terrible year... )
I rarely feel unhappy with my life for tangible reasons. After all, there isn't all that much I need beyond what I have. Yeah, it'd be nice to have more money and maybe a house instead of an apartment (with a washer and dryer inside! death to laundromats!), but those are luxuries.
Basically, I am damn lucky, and I know it.
*lights another candle for AO, and one for DB (another coworker, whose mother died a couple weeks ago)*
Also, Sasuke is being intractable. Which is IC, true, but does not make my life any easier.
( Lemonade, Part X )
In real life news, my coworker AO has to go to the hospital for an MRI tomorrow -- the doctors think she might have a tumor near her brain. *lights a candle for her* ( She has had such a terrible year... )
I rarely feel unhappy with my life for tangible reasons. After all, there isn't all that much I need beyond what I have. Yeah, it'd be nice to have more money and maybe a house instead of an apartment (with a washer and dryer inside! death to laundromats!), but those are luxuries.
Basically, I am damn lucky, and I know it.
*lights another candle for AO, and one for DB (another coworker, whose mother died a couple weeks ago)*