I’d been suffering from writer’s block for a few years caused by a blanket of depression that I didn’t realize was going on. Someday I might talk more about that, but for now let’s just say it sucked. I could write some fanfic, but original writing was out of the question my brain would not cooperate.
Then one of my friends asked me to play Vampire the Masquerade with her online through Facebook. I hadn’t played VtM in a very long time, but it has always been my favorite RPG. My brain kicked into gear, and I think it took me all of two hours to create Carter Price.
It felt good to make an original character. It was wonderful to get to RP after so long, and since the online experiment my friend (who is also a Jenn) and I try to get together every other month for in person gaming with Carter.
At my writers’ group on Saturday, I told them I was having a real hard time finishing the Prenup from Hell. I know how it ends. I know how they get there, but I’m having a bitch of a time writing it.
My friends both pointed out it’s because I’m afraid to let go of the characters. They’re family at this point, and I do love them. Shaleatha Palmore told me the best thing to do was to figure out what comes next.
I’ve always planned on Prenup being the first in a series, and after a lot of brainstorming with Shaleatha and Andi Van, I’ve decided the next project will be the Babysitters from Hell.
I’ll also be editing/polishing/rewriting Toya’s novel, so I have a plan.
Plans make Jenn happy.
Sometimes, they even make her productive.
With their new clothes shoved into a suitcase that Des stole on the way out of the hotel, Des and Nick headed for the freeway after a stop at Starbucks to get some much needed coffee and something to eat. Des was driving while Nick was playing cup holder until they got off the surface streets.
“All the money you paid for this car and it doesn’t have a cup holder?” Nick frowned as he held the pair of cups as level as he while Des took a turn that included a bottom scraping pot hole. “What do you do when you’re the only one in the car?”
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Spent the morning redoing my Patreon to make it more active and hopefully a better read for my patrons. It’ll still include chapters of whatever original project I’m working on, but I’m going to share my RPG writing and some fanfic on there too. I’ve been posting my fanfic on AO3 for years, but my patrons will get to read the stuff a couple of weeks in advance.
Also now that I’m using Jenn Moffatt instead of Lee Jay Stura, I should kill my Facebook Page. It’s convenient that it’ll link to here automatically, but it really doesn’t take that long to hit the share button or paste a link where I need it.
My cat is sprawled on the arm of my chair, and his floofy tail keeps tickling my armpit. He’s a huge cat. His name is Badger, and I’m his favorite person–like almost a dog’s person–which is nice except it’s really hot today.