I swear, I get some of my best writing done when I'm upset about something! Being depressed doesn't usually work too well, but other kinds of upset seem to really get me going. It doesn't hurt any that I've started using writing as a sort of therapy.

I did that the other day, after reading one too many forced fem-ish stories. I normally avoid forced fem, because it tends to upset me. But I was reading through some older stories by an author that I like. They were pretty positive stories, for the most part, but they all had at least some small measure of forced fem in them. The last two I got uncomfortable enough with that I skipped to the end. I do that sometimes when I find a story to be taking a disturbing turn. Once I've seen how it ends I can usually tell if it's a story I really want to read or not.

I think it was just a matter of overload, rather than those stories being all that negative or anything. But on the last story, even after reading what appeared to be a positive ending, I had this really strong feeling of wrongness about the whole thing. And...grief? It was weird, but I couldn't stop crying! Like, someone just died kind of crying. Like I said, weird.

Anyway, that's when I decided I needed to write something to get it out of my system. And it worked. Not only did I get a little short story in that I'll post later today, but I got Boys Will Be Boys 4 finished and a start on 5! And I was feeling much better, so it was a success all around.

So now, thanks to a little bout of depression last week and then this week, I've actually got a buffer of finished stories/poems/chapters/whatever! And I've still got lots of partial stuff floating around, too, so I guess I'm in pretty good shape. Of course, now that I've said that, I'll probably polish the whole thing off over the next couple of super-busy months, but at least I'll have something to post! ;)

Saless