little lost flail

So I was ranting to Kittie to leave me alone about writing ideas because I don't have time, which, yeah, is a little true, but it's not all true. (Like being mostly dead, I suppose) I have a small amount of time and a great desire to write something, but I feel sort of...aimless.

I have several (hundred) WIPs in need of finishing. But lately, when I look at my writing, when I think about it, I feel like they've all lost their focus. Or I have. By which I mean, I used to write short stories, and pretty tightly structured ones. Or maybe they were just simple, I don't know. Now it feels like I can't stop babbling in what few stories I write and instead of following a clear narrative they're just...a collection of random images. And certain people write that way and I love it but I feel like it's not me. Or what I do. Or just..maybe it's a good thing. Maybe it's a sign of better writing, or more involved, or relaxed. But it's just feels...not as good at all to me. It feels worse. Less. Like someone else wrote it.

Or I'm just angsting over nothing. Or maybe I'm just flailing because I have no Rene anymore.