Well, it's been over a week.
It's been over a week since I decided to take a week off. There isn't much to tell about how it went. A few non-writing things have happened. None of them important to the cause, though. Needless to say I feel a little less hectic about the whole thing. Did it give me sudden inspiration? No. I feel as clouded and lost as ever. I suppose that is just a state of normal for me.
It could have gone worse. I probably got off a little easier. Had I been addicted to writing, I would have gone through hell. As it was, I could go for another week without it. Thing is, I am bored. No matter how the lack of feedback might make me feel, I miss being able to dictate how things turn out on paper, so to speak.
Only, what to write? I have no idea. Gotta watch a week's worth of Criminal Minds episodes for TK, though. I hope to have her birthday fic written by next weekend.