I think the best explanation of Hell I ever heard , was.

If you don’t believe in God; when you die,

Nothing happens.

You don’t get lifted to heaven. Your soul isn’t trapped in damnation forever.

Nothing happens.

Nothing.

You just die.

That’s Hell

I like that.

It’s simple.

Kinda sciencey.

On the other hand…

Let’s talk about my unfinished fan fic.

The one I’ve been promising readers and friends I’d finish for months.

A hundred thousand words in.

And only 2 chapters from the end!

I even know how it’s supposed to end!

That’s hell.

People tell me they love the way I write dialogue because it sounds like actual, real people.

I just, I can hear their voices in my head.

The sound of their voices. Their conversations.

So, it’s easy.

So, why am I stuck?

Maybe, once I got the main characters together, that’s all I needed to be satisfied.

Maybe once I’d wanked to the sexy bits, the tension was gone.

OK, so I wanked multiple times. They’re good scenes.

Maybe I should admit it.

Their voices are gone from my head.

And it doesn’t bother me, that much.

It’s more about disappointing everyone else.

I remember someone saying, when someone you love dies, the first thing you forget.

Is the sound of their voice.

Maybe I should admit it.

Your voices are gone from my head.

And it doesn’t bother me, that much.

It’s more about disappointing everyone else.