That said. If my right eye would behave and focus normally more often than not today, I'd appreciate it. Thanks. The contacts aren't helping tonight!

Maybe I need to go back to thinking of books as a series of short stories--40 linked pieces that just happen to be happening one after the other to build a whole. That's how I convinced my brain to write the first novel-length fic.

Maybe I need some other trick.

I need... SOMETHING.

(4/4)

It's an ADHD thing, one of my stubborn brain stopping points where I can stare all I want and talk to myself in notes, but outlining is an insurmountable task (and not one that magically becomes easier if I wait and try again).

I miss my old self. I don't know how to get that back.

(3/4)

This worked for years, and multiple books, both original and fanfic.

Now, I'm failing at leaping in--I immediately feel as if I've written myself into a corner and don't know how to make it exciting, or see what comes next. But I also still can't pre-plot to save my life.

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<3 Thank you!

This is entirely about my psychology, not any of the projects themselves. Brains are weird things, and mine loves to fight.

All Alaric wants to is be away from home, play football, and learn how to college, but anger management issues, dealing with people, and the small fact that the world might be ending interfere...

No, thank you.