Djmac1031
Consumate BS Artist
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- Aug 15, 2021
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I've had Writer's Block before; started a story but couldn't finish it. Eventually I found my way through it.
This feels different. I have no fresh ideas. Oh sure, I have a folder filled with started stories never finished. And I hate all of them.
No, not true. I dont HATE them. I just have no idea what to do with them.
The tank feels empty, the well, truly dry. Pick a metaphor lol.
Not sure what else to do except wait it out, see if inspiration eventually comes around again. I sure had plenty early on when I first started.
I thought maybe writing a "simple" sex story without a complicated plot might help, and so I restarted an old unfinished story about a maintenance guy working on a college campus that gets flashed/ teased by a young student while he's working in her dorm room.
Should be right up my alley. And yet i cant seem to progress on it, let alone finish it. Because i dont see a point to the story.
She flashes him. He gets horny. Maybe they fuck. Then what? What's the resolution? They magically fall in love? ugh.
He just leaves and they go on with their lives?
I have another unfinished story, almost 4k words in, a out a college guy who meets a girl at a party, they hit it off but when he asks her out she tells him she's gay.
They go to the movies anyway just as friends and strike up a good friendship.
But now what? He's attracted to her, sure, but understands she's not involved to men. And I'm not writing a Magic Penis story where somehow he's the only man capable of turning her.
So again, I'm not really sure what the point of the fucking thing is. I think I had a direction for it at one point, something about maybe a mutual masturbation experience. But what happens after that? They just stay friends? The end?
I know I'm rambling, and I'm not necessarily looking for answers. Nor "ideas" on how to finish those stories. I only mentioned them to provide examples of where my head currently is.
I know there's no easy answer, no simple solution. I cant force myself to write something if I'm not feeling it.
Just venting i suppose.
This feels different. I have no fresh ideas. Oh sure, I have a folder filled with started stories never finished. And I hate all of them.
No, not true. I dont HATE them. I just have no idea what to do with them.
The tank feels empty, the well, truly dry. Pick a metaphor lol.
Not sure what else to do except wait it out, see if inspiration eventually comes around again. I sure had plenty early on when I first started.
I thought maybe writing a "simple" sex story without a complicated plot might help, and so I restarted an old unfinished story about a maintenance guy working on a college campus that gets flashed/ teased by a young student while he's working in her dorm room.
Should be right up my alley. And yet i cant seem to progress on it, let alone finish it. Because i dont see a point to the story.
She flashes him. He gets horny. Maybe they fuck. Then what? What's the resolution? They magically fall in love? ugh.
He just leaves and they go on with their lives?

I have another unfinished story, almost 4k words in, a out a college guy who meets a girl at a party, they hit it off but when he asks her out she tells him she's gay.
They go to the movies anyway just as friends and strike up a good friendship.
But now what? He's attracted to her, sure, but understands she's not involved to men. And I'm not writing a Magic Penis story where somehow he's the only man capable of turning her.

So again, I'm not really sure what the point of the fucking thing is. I think I had a direction for it at one point, something about maybe a mutual masturbation experience. But what happens after that? They just stay friends? The end?
I know I'm rambling, and I'm not necessarily looking for answers. Nor "ideas" on how to finish those stories. I only mentioned them to provide examples of where my head currently is.
I know there's no easy answer, no simple solution. I cant force myself to write something if I'm not feeling it.
Just venting i suppose.