I am not dead. I should be writing. I really, really should.

BUT I CAN'T!!!!

My computer crashed, taking all of the work that I've ever written with it. EVER! ALL OF IT! EVERY SINGLE SCRAP IDEA TO GREATEST STORY I'VE WRITTEN! EVERYTHING!!!

Now, it wasn't origianlly so bad. I had a hard drive that held the more important work on it. But you know what happened?

This kid from down the street was playing with my brother, thought it would be fun to play catch with it, and it fell into the street.

It got run over by my neighbor's SUV. The data was destroyed--smashed to itsy bitsy tiny pieces, it was. Fuck.

And to top it off, I got sick for Thanksgiving. Happy holidays, people, I hope they were more enjoyable than mine.

I apologize for writting this journal, but I need ideas for what I should write, since I can't write on any of my other works because they don't exist before. I would rewrite them, but once they're on the paper I can't seem to do it again. So, any ideas? I feel terrible that I haven't posted anything on here in such a long time.