|Current mood:|| depressed|
boredom to the max
i'm seriously bored.
i've been trying to start up a novel about this girl who lives in melbourne, but it's been anything but progressive. i just want a light-hearted fic, where the girl is only going to have fun times in melbourne and she won't face any difficulty. so why is it so damn hard to do that? >.<
and then there's this other idea for a novel that i told you about - the one that i've titled "twisted". yeah, that one is still going, but i don't know if it's gonna go anywhere.
and just this afternoon, i was browsing through my old folder of unfinished novels and i came across this one called "shitto". i realised (as much as i don't want to gloat) that it was going pretty well - i mean, i wrote it the way i've always wanted to write a fic, so i'm actually pumped now to continue it again one of these days. i'll just have to wait till the inspiration comes.
god. is my future going to be a writer who never finishes her books? i hope not.