I have been in such a writing funk for a long time and I have no idea why that is. I have ideas yet I don’t write, I’m surprised that I’m still getting emails and when I have time to write I just don’t. This has been going on since last year. I was waiting to magically get the writing bug back but since that is not happening, I’m breaking the funk by fire, by force. I was going to go all church and make a joke about casting the demon that is causing this, however, it’s not that deep and God would laugh as it is luck if I’m at church on a Sunday. *I did go today*
When I was younger, I wanted to be many things. I wanted to be a lawyer, a tennis player, a newscaster and so on. I loved writing stories in primary school. My mum always encouraged my writing and printed out the first few chapters of a book I wrote when I was younger. My dad found the diaries I used to write interesting.