My fingers are itching to write. I haven't sat down and had a nice long writing session in months. Why is it that when I get stressed or depressed, writing is now one of the first things that gets tossed to the side?
The past couple of days, however, I've really been feeling drawn to my laptop or journal to work on something — anything! The problem is, I just can't figure out where to start. Like everything else in my life, it's all piled up, and I just can't pick one thing.
I've got the second draft of my short story, the animation script, and a slew of e-mailed writing prompts. PLUS, some new ideas have popped into my head for the novel I have worked on for years. I feel surrounded yet bewildered at the same time.
In other news, Shelly and I are taking over Fluff, the entertainment blog I contribute to. T, the creator of the site, was trying to juggle three sites. We've moved Fluff from Blogger to WordPress.com for the time being. I think late this summer, we'll probably move to our own domain. We've got a couple of posts up on the new site, so go check it out.