I’m having a rough time getting toward the hard part of my fic, and keep getting preoccupied with the desire to please the folks reading it and trying to write what I know I want to write. It’s been kind of discouraging that so many folks that used to comment have stopped now, and I even got a comment last chapter that kind of suggested I needed to move on to different content, so now I am doubting everything and have been stuck staring at the few words I have for c 7, which was the pivotal chapter of the whole fic, and worrying too much that my direction is not entertaining, or too angsty, or not interesting, or just … whatever. I suppose part of my problem is that I’ve never written anything with this much conflict, and I knew it was going to be hard, and I just wanted it to be realistic. I don’t even know.
Why does writing stuff have to be so hard?