It's been almost 6 months since I've worked on my
Diego piece. In fact, since then, I think the only piece of substantial writing I've done was background work for game (doesn't really count as it is not story-telling voice, more 'encyclopedia' voice) and a joke slashfic for
leighblack.
I have a fear of my own imperfection. I do not start for fear of not living up to my own expectations. It is easier to not try than to try and fail. I am always quick to make the easy choice. I am swift to the fast judgement.
But I wrote today. Maybe my magic isn't completely gone.