It's a Mousey kind of Life

Which way is which?

It's the end of another Saturday with nothing accomplished.

Things could be worse, I suppose. I could be in much more pain than what I am in considering what I am dealing with. I actually feel just stiff and numb most of the time. Except for the jerking of legs and arms and random itches.
I'm also getting headaches which are steadily getting worse. I love my life, really, I do.

The latest question for the moment is where I should go with my writing. I moved back to working on "Rage of Envy Rewrite Project"  because it was the closest to being done. Now that I have been working on it, it seems to need a complete rewrite. There are so many little SNAFUs in it that need to be fixed. Foreshadowing with no follow up. A minor character that is essential to the plot is barely mentioned at all. Inconsistencies with characters. It just needs me to focus on it and I have none right now.

I used to get ideas for things all the time, so much that I started to push them away on the back burner. Too bad that burner was turned up full blast and they are all burnt to a crisp. I don't know. The smell coming from back there is nauseating I can tell you that.


So now what? I could care less about any of it. I think about forcing myself to work on something and my head pounds worse.

Thought just crossed my mind to kill this blog like I have so many others. It's dark and depressing. Maybe it will give me incentive to turn things around.