Yeah

Okay. Here I go. No more procrastination. I want to write, so I am going to write. I'm not sure what I am going to write, but I will write. This is me writing. Anyone else seeing a delima here? Yeah, all I'm putting down is I will write. So what should I commit to my blog?

Thoughts wrap themselves around my brain, getting tangled together hopelessly, and then my brain wants to sort them out but can't so I end up freezing. In short: writer's block.

Hated, dreaded, despised writer's block.

(How many times will I write 'write' in this post?)

I just paused to lock my hands together and stare at the keyboard. I need to shake myself out of this prison, this unable-to-writeness.

Gosh, now I'm cold.

Probably should go to bed.

NO!

Huh. Twisting my hands seems to be the only thing I can really do right now. My mind is blank, or rather, it doesn't know what to do.

I could complain, but who wants to read that? I could do an amusing story, but then, I'd be to nervous to post it.

12:27 am.

Sheesh.

Glah blah! :P

That was me sticking my tongue out while being crossed-eyed, if you didn't know.

Well, I guess this wasn't a long post, but hey, I did one, so we're good.

NOTE: I did no editing. Laugh all you want at my mistakes.

Just An Update On What I'm Doing

Good morning whoever. I've decided to do an update on the random things in my life, just to help me get in the groove of blogging everyday.

After my whine yesterday I actually managed to get some of my fic written. Isn't that exciting. Probably not to you.

A week of so ago, the guy who built our computer took it back because it needed some serious fixing. So me and my co-blogger have been working off of a temporary computer. It is actually very frustrating despite it having been an excellently running computer. The other people in the household have the nerve to use the family (temp) computer. Maybe I should get my own.

Wait. No. I can't. Because of the goddamn recession I am getting FOUR HOURS EVERY TWO WEEKS. Anna informed me that if people would just part with their fucking money we wouldn't be in this mess. If you think about it, it makes sense.

Okay. While I'm in an angry-ish mood, cats. Oh, cats how I hate thee. Back in January 2009, I decided to get myself one cat. Now, a year later, we have fucking 19 and it's straining the money train and with the renovations going on in the house, it is frustrating. Worse than that, nobody wants to take any of them away! My younger sister is going to post an ad on Kijiji...

On a happier note, I've been wired on Left 4 Dead since I bought the first game, so naturally, I've been reading, writing and watching all things L4D; I happen to come across a hilarious YouTube channel Left 4 Dead Addicts. It's funny and worth watching. Not recommended for younger people.

Fan Fiction

I've been working on this fan fiction for Left 4 Dead. I've been working my ass on it and it is slowly coming along. But it doesn't seem to matter how long I spend on it I cannot seem to get the fucking chapter together. It's not like I have writers block. Or would having the whole chapter planned out and not being able to write it count? I don't know.

Anyway, I've got ten reviews, all positive on what I have posted. You'd think this would be enough motivation. I think it is lack of confidence. I read other fics and they are so much better in terms of writing ability and they seem to be able to keep them more in character and it kind of discouraging to me. Also I'm worried about whether or not my readers are going to like it.

I think I should just suck it up and write the goddamn thing.

Instead of doing this.

Click here if you wanna read it.

Changing

All my fictional works will go onto my other blog from now on.