Dream in colors that don't exist.

I think that I’m finally starting to like writing again. I was burnt out after NaNoWriMo 2011… but now I think I’m ready to start writing again. This time, it will be a more steady pace and not just going straight from nothing to a novel and back to nothing again. I know my writing ability has gotten worse that it used to be.. but I think my mental place is starting to settle again. I think like a writer. There are stories in my head. I see things so clearly, I forget what’s real or not. I used to think that this was a problem.. but now I think it could just mean that I am a writer. I would love to start writing again. I hope I can get into a steady habit of writing daily and actually finishing a story or poem or something. I don’t know what I want to do, but I know that I want to write.