In the past few weeks, I stopped writing [or typing]. I continued my life without having thoughts of 'How can I properly execute this scene?' Writers block? nah. I don't believe it was. Maybe I'm not ready for this. I learned that there's a perfect time for writing and, maybe, this is not my time yet. I have a lot of drafts in my head, to be honest, It is indeed depressing that all of those just stuck there, untouched, unedited, unpublished. However, I am still hoping and praying that one day I'll make it and I'll claim it.
Hoping,
dawnTell