I miss writing.

I've been struggling with writer's block for most of 2017 now. I find that I can write down ideas, which thankfully are fresh and good for my backstory, but unfortunately I have not progressed with book #3 of my trilogy. These last few days, though, I've read through #2, hoping that I can find a seamless transitional point and just jump back into writing. But one thing I've noticed, and maybe I'm even slightly jealous of, is how good the writing is. Don't get me wrong, it's far from perfect, but as I'm reading, I'm impressed that *I* wrote this. This came from me. And it scares me that I haven't been nearly as good for several months.

Here's where I usually put in some words of wisdom... Something that shows I'm not ready to give up, that I have renewed optimism. But tonight, all that seems to work for me is: I miss writing.