Relearning
It's strange, figuring out how to write again. It's not as if I've gone without writing for years, but somehow all the things I was taking for granted--things I once considered "normal" for my writerly self--are all signs that Something is Still Wrong.
I've been trying to start a new project. It's … well, let's just say it's important to me. (And no, it's not Journey, though that particular story is ever a presence in the back of my mind.) I have written quite a few beginnings already today, and thrown them all away. Part of my mind is gibbering in panic, "I can't do it! I can't do it! Oh my god, I'll never be able to write again!"
The rest of me is trying to remind myself that I've never been able to write a story without throwing away at least a few thousand words first.
