Empty Nest Syndrome For The Childless Writer
So I’m sitting at my computer this morning, staring blankly at the screen. I try to get myself booted up, so I can start writing for the day. As usual, I end up wasting half the day playing online instead of working.
Today, I’m supposed to write the ending to my current WIP. I know why I’m stalling. I hate endings. The never seem to be as emotional or satisfying as they should be. I think I just hate leaving behind the characters I’ve written. If there were such as thing as Empty Nest Syndrome for the Childless Writer, I think I would have it.