There must be more to life than Easy Mac.

As a college student, I find it hard to motivate myself to write.  I sit behind a computer most of the day, either doing homework or procrastinating.  I wish I could say that while procrastinating I actually write my novel, but I don't.  Sometimes, I'm just burnt-out and I don't want to write.  Sometimes (like right now) I really want to write, but I really need to do homework and take a shower and do other, seemingly more productive things.

College is hard enough as it is.  There really is nothing that can prepare you for it.  I'm one of those home-sick types.  I've always sort of been a loner, so that's not what really bothers me about college, I think it's just the overall lack of familiarity.  It is a completely new setting and sometimes it just sucks the life out of me.  I feel tired and upset and I don't want to do the things I have to do, let alone do the things I love to do, like write.  To me, writing is important.  It's an integral part of who I am, I've never not written.  But, here at college, it's hard to continue with the pattern of writing a little bit everyday.  I find myself sucked into an idea vacuum, where all I can see is darkness and the next scene of my novel is so far away it seems like it will never come.  For example, I hadn't written anything of consequence until Spring Break (which happened to be last week) because of this minor success I had a renewed passion for my novel that was promptly sapped from me the minute I arrived back on campus.  I just have lost all of my ideas, all of my inspiration and I don't know how to get it back. 

I look all around me, and I see that I really need to study a map of the Mediterranean for my New Testament course and I need to study meter and rhyme scheme for literature, but I'm just sitting here on my bed, eating wintergreen mints and listening to Disney songs on Pandora.  It's a sort of sad existence.

I would like to say that if I were back home, this would all be better.  I wouldn't be so stressed about school, I wouldn't be so tired, I wouldn't be so moody, I would want to write, I would have ideas coming out of my ears.  But I can't guarantee that it would be that way.  I know I blame my writer's block on school and stress and, yes, that is part of it, but I need to just get my rear-end in gear and write.  It doesn't have to be good.  It just has to be there.  I have to get this story out of my head before I lose it.  Hopefully, progress will continue to be made, we shall see.