So, after swearing off writing for around a month (I could not deal with TEH PRESSURE! o_0), I get that itch. You know what one I'm talking about. The itch to..... POKE INNOCENT PEOPLE WITH MY NIB!
Ok, no. I don't poke people with my nib. That's cruel. Also, no nib. But the urge I was really talking about was the urge to WRITE. I would find myself creating characters in my head, little 50-100 word drabbles, character sketches barely worth the mental paper they were written on. But they were there. Little bastards. And they eventually took over my brain. What will be done with them, who knows? I sure don't. And whether they will ever make it to this screen... well, I hope so. Otherwise, my battle with Angelfire will be for naught.
Also, no writing means my English grade goes kaput! That's bad!
