Feeling the need to write at the wrong time.

I'm talking about when you're in the middle of a paper due for English the next day or cramming for your chemistry test that you should have started studying a week ago.

...And when you DO have the time to right, you don't.

I really need to stop this madness.

Took a long nap this afternoon. Had this crazy dream of exploding cars on the freeway. Now, I'm going to write about it.

Teaser.

No one reads this blog anyway, but hurrah! Finally a teaser. This one comes from WIP 2. Tentatively titled ALL THE RIGHT MOVES. Yes, it has a title now. I am so proud of myself. It has a very cute and dorky Irish boy, a very stubborn chess player that will not admit love is exactly what she needs, and dancing. Lots and lots of dancing. Irish boy may or may not be part of that.

NUMBER ONE:

"Just answer me this. Why did you make her fall for you if you weren't going to catch her?"

And just for the heck of it, here is another!

NUMBER TWO:

My curiosity eats me whole and I just can't take it anymore. I have to ask him. "What do you think of her?" I look away, as if his response won't matter.

His eyes find mine again. "I don't."

Beatbox my heart.

Critique Partners

Where can you find critique partners? Do they appear out of nowhere? Do you have a friend read your story?

I usually have a few friends read my stories, but they are awfully busy now. And to be frank, I don't want to bother them.

So yup. Critique partner, if you're out there. Please help me. Where can I find you?

Sincerely,

your very helpless friend

Been writing. Been thinking.

I wish writing was simple. I wish all you had to do was open up a word doc, type away, and click save.

But it isn't.

You have to dissect your story, your characters, your words. You need to realize that page you just typed? It's horrible. It doesn't help the plot in any way. Sure, it's cute. But do you really need it? Will something happen to your story if it's not there? If not, delete, please. Delete.

I used to think that I knew how to write. But I don't.

I think I'm starting to now.

:)

Why yes, I still do not know how to play chess...

Can someone please tell me why I am crying?

I mean, I'm only writing. So why am I crying? Why? Why? Why?