Cursed Block!

You ever have one of those days where you feel incredibly inspired, sit down, put your fingers to the keyboard, and instantly lose all sense of purpose?

I just want to write my stories, but I don't ever seem to be able to get anything down on paper. It's maddening how easy it is for my ideas to slip away.

Anyway, I am currently sort of working on three different stories (four if you count the one that keeps popping into my head but I have nothing tangible for yet):

Winnie the Pooh in Ponyville (Title in the Works) - Pooh has watched his world slowly crumble and his friends disappear, forgotten as Christopher Robin outgrows them. Instead of being consigned to oblivion, the little bear finds himself in Equestria.

Palamino Royale (Sequel to From Canterlot With Love) - Fancypants and Luna assemble a team of specialists and move their operation to the Palamino Royale casino. Unlike the previous installment, this does not follow the events of an episode from the show.

Weird Ass Self Insert Maybe? (I don't know) - I have read a lot of self-inserts lately, but my particular demographic, married father, seems underrepresented. I wrote a little thing where the main character gets killed in a shooting... which is really dark and probably not appropriate. He's supposed to try to get back to his wife and child, but he's dead. I don't know, not a very well conceived idea.

Sci-Fi War Thingie (The one I haven't written) - In a similar vein to James Cameron's Avatar, a terran company comes to Equis and uses deception and assassination to spark a war between humans and ponies. Our human and pony heroes are thrown together against the endless corporate resources of the company bent on owning Equestria.

So... yeah. I don't even know if I should be working on three of these. I'm feeling rather discouraged. Part of that might stem from the momentum I built up to actually finish From Canterlot With Love kind of fizzling - I know people liked the story, and I really appreciate all the feedback and support I got from those people, but for some strange reason I think I was expecting finishing the story to magically make it much more popular. That not happening feeds into my artistic self-doubt, the thing that makes me think everything I write is terrible and I should just drop it (literally what has killed everything I've ever written that wasn't From Canterlot With Love).

I'm sure I'm not the only person to ever feel like this. I guess I just needed to get it out in the open. I already feel a little better.

EDIT: NOOOOOOO! I GOT A DISLIKE!?!! MY POOR EGO!!!!