so here’s the skinny: i haven’t felt like writing for over (two?) weeks now. and every time i’ve tried to sit down and get something out, it hasn’t worked out. sans booze. with music. in complete silence. closing everything but word down. even hand-writing anything. none of it’s gifted me with enough muse to form proper prose. i’m still here, i’m still trying to write. i might manage a reply or two. but it doesn’t look hopeful. last time this happened, i disappeared from indie for nearly a year. i don’t want it to get to that, but at this point, i don’t know what to do. i don’t know if i need new plots. or a fresh blog. or praise. or to be told i’m actually wanted here and reminded that some people actually want to write with me. i just don’t know. [ /shrugs loudly ]