Well, it's that time of the year again... The time of the year when I'm inspired to write. I don't know why, but the past few years of my life, i've noticed a pattern emerging. Near the beginning of september, I start writing, by october i'm still okay with whatever story i'm working on, and maybe even start another one. By december, I've run out of ideas, and if the story is still going then i'm just trying to finish it so I never have to work on it again. After that, I just abandon it and call it horrible. If it's not done by january, I usually just don't finish the story at all, and end up taking it down eventually.

But heres to another year of horrible writing.

I will be taking down a lot of my stories to make way for new ones. I promised myself that I wouldn't take any of my stories down, as a sort of track of my progress, but then I re read some of them and noticed that some of them are so shit-terrible they shouldn't even be graced with the glory of eyes actually seeing their words. I know, they're terrible, mostly cause I started writing when I was like, twelve. And what twelve year old is good at writing? And so, I'm archiving them on my computer. So If I ever do decide to look back at them, I can. But as for the rest of the world, they will be gone, forever.

And heres to somewhat improving as a writer.

Holly