Lately, I've had urges. No not eating urges or sexual urges or urges to do anything illegal.
I've had writing urges. I've been wanting to sit down and write. And I don't mean write in my blog (although this is lovely). I just want to write again. My stories, poems etc. Everything and anything.
But I can never sit down and write it because then it all disappears and I'm left with frustration.
There's a couple of stories that have been circling my head and I want to sit down and write them but I just don't know. I need some sort of motivation. I've been thinking lately of maybe posting them on some website in hopes that people would read it and then I'd get people begging me to write more and then I would.
Before I used to have like two friends who would actually read my writing so I would write for myself and them, knowing they were anxious as to find out what would happen. Now they're busy with life and writing for myself gets boring sometimes. Because I do get excited about my writing but at the end of the day I kinda know what'll happen and I would like others to read what I write. I don't know.
So of course there's my Universe...ity idea. Then there's my Anastasia inspired story. And maybe revisiting some of my old stories that I would like to rewrite and include more (or even finish).
And lately I've had an idea of writing a story about a band. Like an actual band, and how they met and the band was formed and then they become world famous. And at least one of the members falls for a girl that used to be their best friend before they were famous. And she has a secret (nothing supernatural) and eventually stuff happens.
And I was excited about this idea. But then I was like so what? What about this would make people want to read it?
So I've been stuck between a rock and a hard place. I want to write, but I don't want to write for myself and I don't know what to write.
Grr.
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