I have trouble with ideas.
The problem is that I never have any.
So many other writers have tons of ideas. More ideas than they know what to do with, and I am incredibly jealous of these people. I want to write. I want to become obsessed with something I’m writing. I want to be thinking about how my characters would react almost every moment throughout the day. I miss that.
I had it once, I can have it again, right?
I find myself reading “story starters” and all sorts of writing prompts in the hope that something will stick and make me go “Oh! That’s the one!” but even if it does it still wouldn’t be *my* idea.
I feel like it’s all been done before. The one good thing I got from Crazy Ex was her response to me saying it’s already been done. She would always say “So do it better.”
I just want something to grab me, and it’s making me sad that nothing is.
I am a good writer when I’m writing something I’m interested in. The last idea I had was for Abdication of the Fourth and it turns out I’m not that interested in the story and therefore it is crap. Serious, serious crap.
Even coming up with things to blog about is hard, which is why I don’t do it every day. Trust me, it would get repetitive. Maybe I just need a more exciting life.