That thing when you’re juggling about a half-dozen WIPs, and you’re at work or driving in your car, and you think of one of the stories--and sometimes even 2-3 of them--and you get all excited thinking “Tonight! Tonight I AM going to write.”, and it seems like it’s all going to be so easy, and flow from you like wine from a bottle...
...and you get home and open up the document...and the words just.won’t.come.
UGH
















