She may have a point.
tess: I haven't even *opened* my writing folder in a long time...
trice: Do it tonight? Please?
trice: Write: "Tess AshFeather sat at her writing desk and did not know what to do ..."
tess: You can't be serious. ^_^;;
trice: Sure I can.
tess: I'm doubt that'd accomplish much.
trice: Main thing is, write anything? Write some trash.
trice: Take up a little project that doesn't mean anything
trice: Or give up writing until you change your mind about giving up writing.
tess: Given my schedule lately, it might be better to give it all up.
trice: Main thing I am worried is, you seem not only stressed in general but stressed and guilty about not writing. Like it is something you are obligated to do and are failing at.
tess: Aren't I?
trice: Obligated to write?
tess: Sure.
trice: Why? And no.
tess: I led people on about my projects. I provoked interest unnecessarily when I couldn't deliver.
trice: They're your projects.
trice: Not ours.
trice: You feel obligated to make them not because people insist but because you feel required to satisfy any and every perceived expectation of performance on yourself, yes?
tess: ...yes.
tess: What am I worth if I'm not doing that?
trice: Worth marrying.