Jun 012009

After a week long anxiety attack, I finally got back to writing on Friday night. I’m not 100% sure what caused this attack as my doctor and I pretty much blame my thyroid for everything at this point. All I care about is that it’s gone and I can get back to writing.

What is interesting to me is how the writing process suffers. I’ve been writing every day, rain or shine, happiness or feelings of complete terror, and my writing during my anxiety attack is remarkably dull. I move the plot along and I get the action across but it lacks those interesting bits that make it worth reading. I didn’t even notice how lackluster it was till I posted the second part of ‘The Day the Vibrators Die’. I wrote that part weeks ago during a deliriously happy phase and in my humble opinion, it just sings with my sense of humor. The stuff I wrote last week? It reads like a reporter accounting events.

Oh well, at least I can rewrite it. Currently I am working on a 12 part Librarian story, a Fighting Fantasy porn parody and my impossibly long secret project that I have been working on for months. Maybe it’ll be ready by 2010. In the meantime, we have a Von Madd story for Wednesday and a Dirty Movie review this Friday. With the week already written, I can get back to tormenting poor Ms. Currie. Oh face-sitting, I have forgotten how much fun you are to write.

Image is of the always lovely Keli Stewart

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