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icarusAfter all the excellent writing advice you guys offered I started first reading fanfiction. I discovered that I was critical of all writing at the moment, even stories that I love.
That took a lot of pressure off, convincing me that this is all in my mind.
I went to the figure skating performance (the Nationals are still coming up) and got a scent of something... indefinable... about a skating performance. I limped along trying to describe the experience to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amothea in chat and came up empty.
In response the many suggestions to just write, I began carrying my writing notebook again. I'd stopped, to my surprise, and discovered this fact when I was at the figure skating competition intermission, wanted to write some more to Out Of Bounds -- and found no notebook. For the first time since 2003. I scribbled a little on the back of an envelope, and filled a page of notes this morning. I'm keeping it loose, asyin_again offered, letting the blanks be blanks.
The music yesterday helped spark a (very silly) scene, and I feel myself thawing -- especially since Sunday's skating event.
Yeah. I think this is going to work. I'm letting myself skip ahead on the story.
Guys, thank you for help giving me my stories back.
That took a lot of pressure off, convincing me that this is all in my mind.
I went to the figure skating performance (the Nationals are still coming up) and got a scent of something... indefinable... about a skating performance. I limped along trying to describe the experience to
amothea in chat and came up empty. In response the many suggestions to just write, I began carrying my writing notebook again. I'd stopped, to my surprise, and discovered this fact when I was at the figure skating competition intermission, wanted to write some more to Out Of Bounds -- and found no notebook. For the first time since 2003. I scribbled a little on the back of an envelope, and filled a page of notes this morning. I'm keeping it loose, as
yin_again offered, letting the blanks be blanks. The music yesterday helped spark a (very silly) scene, and I feel myself thawing -- especially since Sunday's skating event.
Yeah. I think this is going to work. I'm letting myself skip ahead on the story.
Guys, thank you for help giving me my stories back.
