Okay, so I know this is going to come off completely stupid and probably moronic because the title, I know for a fact, is not true, but I felt the need to kind of address this. Lately I've fallen into a horrible slump with all of my stories. Short stories, potential novels, everything has just become impossible for me to try and write. I sit in front of the computer, ideas ready and in hand, and nothing comes from it. Depression with frustration sits in, and I become bitter towards myself for not being able to write like I had a month ago. I stall, entertain myself with something mindless, and the ideas sit and gather dust. Ideas that sparkle, shine, and need no polishing and can be thrown right into my book, all of a sudden no longer just... are able to be translated onto paper or documents on the computer. I figured maybe it was just because I was getting stuffed with things more than usual- prom, graduation project, pressure on the guy who likes me but I don't like him like that, homework (waaay more than usual), forms for college, etc. etc. The list is huge, and typically when I see more than two problems I throw my hands up and shut everything out. But several things on that list have been resolved, so I no longer feel as bad. Prom prep is going smoothly, I have the graduation project sketched in my head and plan to have it done by Wednesday, and I decided to keep the relationship dynamic between the guy and me as friends for both our sakes. Why am I still so down about writing, then? After that I hedged that it might have been my setting. I've been stuck in front of computers for the past three months completely with no air from the outside world. At first I figured I could fix this with a notebook and some pens, but even as the ideas came to me and I wrote them down, I became angry because I have this thing with my handwriting; I hate it. Can't stand the sight of my print. I'd rather stare at a computer screen and read that print than my own handwriting. So I started using my cell as a short recorder of ideas. Well, voice playback doesn't settle well with me, either. Don't get me wrong, my voice is nice and all, but I don't like hearing it back to me later on. I cringe at the sound of my voice on a TV or recording. To round my little rant and vent and major questionaire full circle, I'll ask you the question sitting on my tongue. Does anyone else go through this kind of period, where you just don't want to write? And if you do, nothing comes from it in the end? How did you cope with this? Did you get back onto the writing wagon later on?