Let’s just come right out and say it. The What If Fairy, the magical being that poses little questions to me to spark my writing, has deserted me. Just up and gone away, leaving me without any ideas. It’s so not fair, because I never did anything wrong to her.
I’m not talking about “writer’s block” here. I can and have been writing. I’m just not getting any of those new ideas, the ones that come when I’m driving to work or in the shower. The ones you scramble to find a pen and paper for.
I miss that feeling. The euphoria you get, just after you think of a great idea, when you just know that this is the one. This is the idea that’s gonna change things. If only I can write it…
I’m gonna work through this. I’ve already opened an account at the newly christened Ficly.com and hope to start writing some little stories there. Some of my most fun writing came from the stories I wrote for its predecessor Ficlets.
Anyhow, I know this drought is temporary and the What If Fairy will return to me. I just wish she’s hurry up!
Switching gears, tonight is quite possibly the last game for the Pittsburgh Penguins this season. They are down three games to two and their backs are agains the wall. If the lose they are done. If they win they force a game seven. I know they can do it. Let’s go Pens!