Can someone please tell me why I am crying?

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

And that is how fictional characters are birthed...

Daphne meet Pencey. Get ready to fall deep in love whether you like it or not.

EDIT: So names are changed. Pencey is now an idiot. Noland, get in there. GET IN THERE AND FIGHT FOR YOUR WOMAN.

What I'm Researching

I don't know how it happened, but chess is now in my WIP. (WIP 2 died before a word even came out...) Although for WIP 3 (something contemporary for once!) I haz a crazy idea concerning chess geeks. DUNDUNDUN.