I'm tired

I'm tired.  Really, really tired.  Being tired has pretty much taken over my personality, so I can't really complain though.  And it's only 11:00 am. 

literally me every day of my life

No wait.  I don't need sleep.  Well yes I do but what I really need is COFFEE.

Yeah this is more like me

I have a weird relationship with coffee.  I love it, but I hate it.  I need to stop drinking it for many reasons.  Reason #45:  It makes me jittery and shaky and disconnected.  Reason #76:  It really doesn't help me anymore as it really doesn't kick in for about 2 hours and then I'm a jittery mess.  Number #32:  It turns me into a monster.  Number #98:  I can't play the piano well on coffee.  I can play sonatinas and fast pieces greeaaattt, but that's basically it. 


BUT...I....CAN'T...STOP...DRINKING...IT. 


Coffee is one of my drugs.  I'm addicted to it.  It's my happy place drink. 


People be like:

And I'm just like:

So, I drew a new thing!!  I'm very proud of it, as I haven't done a black and white sketchy thing in a looong time. 

It's Marius and Cosette from Les Miserables.  THEY ARE SUCH A CUTE COUPLE!  I SHIP THEM TO THE ENDS OF THE UNIVERSE AND BACK. 


Also that's Eddie Redmayne so nuff said. 


I don't draw much.  I have lots of friends who are freaky amazing drawers and they are constantly sketching and creating these amazing sketches that I don't even understand how they do it but I...I don't sketch. 


*collective gasp*


Yes, I don't sketch.  I have an odd drawing life.  I only sit down to draw a big portrait thing that I need to look at a reference pic for, and then when that's done, it's drained my drawing motivation so I have to wait about a month or two for it to come back.  Then I'll draw another one, and it goes on and on and on.  In other words: I'm lucky if I draw something more than once a month. 


Regarding writing...I'm on a hiatus.  (Every time I hear/say "hiatus" I immediately think of Sherlock and the panic that ensued for that hiatus it went on after Riechenbach.  *shudder*  Good times, good times.)


Call it a case of Writer's Block, or whatever, but I can't write and it's killing me.  My story is currently stranded in the doldrums, I dunno how long it will be stuck in there.  I just open my document and stare at it because I got nothin'.

this is literally me when I try to write

I got to a part in the story where there are lots of political meetings and press conferences and I HAVEN'T THE FAINTEST IDEA HOW THOSE WORK OR HOW TO WRITE ONE ETC ETC ETC so I'm hiding under the table where the book can't see me and hoping something will happen and get me out of this mess. 


Also, my characters aren't behaving.  And they have mood swings and personality shifts like you wouldn't believe.  I want to smack them. 

Yes, yes it is

So....yas.  Also, my piano teacher is making me compose a piece for the upcoming Guild Auditions (woop, woop!) and since I had only composed 56 seconds originally, she then tells me that for my level, I HAVE TO PRESENT A COMPOSITION THAT IS 3 MINUTES LONG, so now I have to compose 2 minutes of a B section and reprising A section before Monday.  So far, I've only come up with another 10 seconds of motif.  *dying groan*


Yes, I have been panicking all week.  And eating blueberry muffins to help with inspiration (they really work) and banging my head on the piano keys.  My inspiration in general must be on vacation or something. 


(Sorry for the rant post hehe.)


Well, gotta run.  I have piano stuff to compose and lose my mind over.


Does your inspiration ever decide to hit the road and abandon you?