I used to do a lot of creative writing. None of it was terribly good, but I enjoyed doing it. And, of course, it let me daydream about someday being an acclaimed author or poet.
Over the past year, however, I've hardly written anything. I thought it was the stress of a senior year of college, but that's over now and I'm still not writing. Maybe it's my typical laziness, but I've always been lazy and it never hindered me before. I still get ideas (though not as many as in former times), but the ideas never seem to make it down on paper. It's all very odd and I don't know how to correct it. The spark is simply not there; my Muse has packed up and left, no note or anything! Inconsiderate bitch...
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