Read that title to yourself a handful of times for me. Better yet, read them aloud to me. I know what this is. Stories get boring as HELL when you let them sit in the corner for awhile. It’s like leaving a bowl of guacamole out for a week. Nobody wants to touch the damned stuff–and you shouldn’t, which is where this analogy takes a flaming turn for the worse.
Because you should. You really should touch it. You need to get all up in its messy letters and half-realized word pictures and give them some lovin’ because that’s the only way you’re ever going to see anything come of your endless hours of self-imposed slavery.
Don’t make excuses. Why are you even reading (writing) this? Get your ass to the edge of your chair, hunch over your keyboard and bang away!