seraphcelene | pen in hand, foot in mouth, brain on pause

So, I wanna write. Totes feel like writing, but the job hunt and the move have me in this weird place of inactivity. TOO MUCH STUFF in my head. I did get some little fanfics pooped out, but they're kinda meh.

The project list keeps expanding, though nothing gets accomplished:

- Dawn/Buffy Xmas fic (that I started years ago)
- Daryl/Beth (TWD) 5 Things That Aren't True
- Original fiction. The Briar novel (Yay)
- Another novel premise
- And I started notes on a third potential novel.

What am I thinking?! Who do I think I am?! Cause you know that feeling when you right something, but you don't really like it? Yeah. Right there. All This and Love all over the place.

Anyway... yeah.

I need to pack. And look for a job.

This grown-up shit is exhausting.

In other news ... The Walking Dead has officially ripped out my frelling heart. Two more episodes this season and I don't know if I will be able to survive it. The Grove does not bode well for our heroes.