Stuck in a rut, in a rut, in a rut, in a rut, in a...

[andrew_in_drag]

Guys, I keep writing chapter forty, and everything that's spewing out my keyboard right now is terrible.

I hope those of you who are reading regularly will have patience with me. I don't want to post something shitty.

This is so draining though. I feel like I'm going around in circles, so at this particular point, everything I'm writing is boring me.

Sorry, guys! I hope I'll have something worth posting before long. Sigh.

Comments

[velvet-liquor.livejournal.com]

Oh, it is annoying... Maybe you should try writing something else? A one-shot maybe? :) don't give up, dear~ this mean writer's block will go away soon~ *nods*

On another note, I have now seen the gazette :) <3 and my whole body is dead, but I got to see two lj friends who came all the way from denmark and sweden <3 I am happy :D

[andrew-in-drag.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhh you did?! That's wonderful! There's nothing like a good gig, especially with some Scandinavian sistas. I want to hear all about it, especially the part where Ruki looked at you and you two totally shared a moment in time.

Although the corpsebody apres gig is not so fun. I remember I had some goddamn whiplash after Dir en grey, bruises after Miyavi, and...well, severe ennui after Radiohead.

I've tried writing oneshots, actually, but House of Cards Kyo is soliloquizing inside my head. I know that sounds mad but I'm actually not joking; it happened with The Glasshouse, too - sometimes when I write his character like that and start thinking like that, I can't necessarily get that voice out of my head.

Which is how all good horror movies start.

It's so weird. It's really compulsive; I won't be thinking of anything in particular and then that voice just drifts in, like a radio got switched on. Maybe House of Cards has a curse and we're all going to go mad.