Never have I felt so sleepy. Except yesterday.

I have so many things I need to finish writing. I mean fiction things, not annoying school things.
-There's the Reborn fic that has been in a constant state of edits for nearly six months now.
-And there's the story about the guy who goes on an adventure because his friend is an idiot and the girl he meets who is her brother's keeper. I really need to go back to the beginning with that story and map out on paper. I think it wants to be quite long.
-Oh and the tale of Oliver and Luka that sythia and I keep on (re)starting. At one point it made sense to me, but the rules of their world have gone all muddled in my head now.
-And one mustn't forget the tale of how Gabriel won Dawn's name. Which is damn hard because this time around there's no magic involved, fae or otherwise, and it still has to be just as damning.
So point it, I haven't been able to finish anything longer than a page in over a year. Not since I started college. (With the brief exception of the story I wrote for my workshop last semester but it wasn't a healthy experience.)

So somebody kick my mother fucking ass. Jesus. Really, I, need to kick my own mother fucking ass. But it's not working.