Down is down

Oh dear me. I was just trying to get down some of my minor character profiles from the scattering of small notebooks I have lying around everywhere, just so that I can have them in one place, conveniently, and I don't have to look for them and then forget that they're there.

It started out pretty well, but then I realised that my minor characters are plot devices and then I started attempting to tie them better to the plot I have and I couldn't, because I feel like my creativity has leaked out from my pores or something, and my mind is blank and I'm feeling generally tired and shit.

God, I hate hormones.

I know that I probably shouldn't be feeling to anxious about this, because honestly, merely the fact that I do have characters that I can insert to the plot at an early stage like this is a good thing. They might not even seem to have real ties to the plot, but I can work that out later in the editing stages, right? I'll just have to shut up my inner editor, right?

It's just kinda hard, when I'm trying to keep the whole thing together in my head and then I see the overall picture and think that most of my plot is full of holes and the rest of it is bullshit, it's a little difficult to keep motivated. Times like these, I really know why I quit stories at certain points.

Maybe I'm trying to chew more than I can swallow? Or am I?

Maybe I'll just have a break, breathe a little, and then come back to it when it feels good. I mean, I've got more than enough to make 50,000 in November, and that's the main thing, right? But I really want to finish the novel...

HERE I GO AGAIN, panicking about things I should just take easily! There's got to be a disease like this, or something.

Okay, off to go play some Mariokart or poke at mother or eat some chocolate. Checking back later...