PoliteSuccubus
Spinster Aunt of Lit
- Joined
- Nov 29, 2002
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As I lay in bed last night, dreading looking for a new job today, I asked myself "What would make me happy?"
Writing makes me happy. Then why don't I write?
Good question, with complicated answer. A lot of people would say fear holds me back, but I don't think that's it. I rather think it's more of a lack of ambition.
I write well. I have come up with some intresting plots. But my get up and go doesn't last until the end of a project.
The best writing, and most complete, has been when co-writing. I write much better when bouncing ideas off another person, building off of what they've written, and vica versa until a seamless whole is ready.
So I find myself here, tossing this out there, and seeing if maybe someone with a compatable mind set might like to give it a go.
Writing makes me happy. Then why don't I write?
Good question, with complicated answer. A lot of people would say fear holds me back, but I don't think that's it. I rather think it's more of a lack of ambition.
I write well. I have come up with some intresting plots. But my get up and go doesn't last until the end of a project.
The best writing, and most complete, has been when co-writing. I write much better when bouncing ideas off another person, building off of what they've written, and vica versa until a seamless whole is ready.
So I find myself here, tossing this out there, and seeing if maybe someone with a compatable mind set might like to give it a go.