The Itch

I remember reading one time that they mapped the part of your brain that makes you want to write and it's completely independent from the bits in charge of actually writing, which explains neatly why adjusting my medication dose seems to have suddenly made me want to write something so much it's kind of like my brain is itching, even though when the feeling started, I didn't have any ideas that were approaching ready to be started.

Since then I've managed to assemble most of the concept for one and could nearly start writing, once I make a few more decisions like POV and time frame, thanks to lately and sandwich_armada's stints as encouraging sounding boards, waxjism researching a bunch of things about hockey that she didn't already know (which is really remarkable given how much trivia she sucks up on a daily basis), and perhael's patience in listening to several full elevator pitches about Sidney Crosby's ass even though she feels about sports like I did a couple of years ago and is full-time in Jrock fandom these days.

I went to look at the Yuletide signups, but after poking around a bit I wasn't that confident about enough fandoms to offer so decided to try to write some treats once Yuletide Madness opens instead. I guess we'll see. Trying to take a break from a WIP for Yuletide and then come back to it has historically gone awry for me in the past. You can't always find the groove again.