And I just can't get the !@#$ thing expressed right on paper. Or screen. Whatever. You know, actually written in writing. I hate that.

This may be the biggest problem I have as a writer, actually getting into words the things I see in my head. I can't draw them, so all I can do is describe them, and, well, words just fail me. Or I fail them. Something like that.

Feelings I can do, I can manage mildly poetic cadence that'll carry you along, and I'm pretty sure I can amuse, but damn me if I can't describe. This is something that, right now, is seriously pissing me off. I seem to be waffling between text that's far too sparse to give a good picture of what's going on and text that's detailed enough to get in the way of the action of the story. I can't strike the balance, not the way I want to.

Dammit, this whole "writing" thing is a massive pain in the ass. I don't seem to be getting the hang of fast-paced action stories. That's probably a sign I need to take a writing course or three at the local community college, or read some books on writing, or both. Neither of which I can do in time to make me happy with the text I'm frowning at on screen right now.

Bleah. It's so much easier to read this stuff than write it.