Every once in a while, I get the urge to write. Currently on my list are a big Harry/Draco fic and the Anti-Fantasy. The Anti-Fantasy, briefly outlined somewhere on my LJ, though I can’t find it, is intended to be an Ayn Rand-esque demonstration of my beliefs and values- all nicely ploted with characters and such, of course. It’ll be more a rejection of cliches than anything else, though. It’s told mainly from the perspective of the “Dark” side, and because of that, the “Bright” side is make out to be evil. But the Bright side isn’t some faceless mob of drooling and claws and death. It’s composed of real people, (though many of them were duped) and even the the most “evil” just have different beliefs and values than I do. They’re not evil.

I still have a lot of mental work to do on it before it’s near the stage where it can be written, and I’m really not working actively on it, but if I was to write something, that would be it. I almost don’t want to ever write it, though. Every time I try to write somethng, I fail miserably and end up hating the idea and never trying again. For me, writing is a constant uphill battle find the right words. Dialogue is especially hard. It becomes unpleasant.