I thought taking my time and allowing my ideas to slowly come to me would bring me more satisfaction. No, I still feel like everytime I sit down, probably once every 2 or 3 nights, every......about 1 or 2 kilobytes worth of typing I shit out is just that: shit. Granted, it's less smelly, and less forced. It feels like a crap you take when you're having a good bowel movement, it feels more satisfying.

But, still, shit is shit, whether it's forced or just comes right out.

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My undying loyalty belongs to you, and only you, my darling. From the moment I first laid eyes on you, I realized that I loved you, and only you. I would rather go Hollow than willingly abandon you. My resentment towards my father for taking me away from you burns more strongly than the First Flame ever could, and ever will. Seeing you anytime brings light to my eyes, and kindles the bonfire which threatens to go out at any moment. A rose by any other name? That means jack shit to me.

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For the longest time, I was unsatisfied with my stories. I have a burning desire to write at least one better than average fanfic, and that desire is stronger than ever now, after an extremely long period of not wanting to do shit with my excessive large amounts of free time.

I'll definitely be getting back into writing soon. My Drive has returned, after so much hiatus, and it's burning so strongly now.

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It seems like I'm only good at starting something, and maintaining for a short period of time, before I tucker out. This happens with almost everything I do. How do I prevent this from happening?