On Writing

In the past six months I've tried my best to dissect the writing process. I've read an endless number of blogs, articles, and books on the subject. The only consistency I can come up with is that there aren't any. No right way to do it. Which is great because it means I haven't been doing it wrong, but thats still not very helpful when you're stuck. And for the past month I have been "STUCK". I've barely written a word that I haven't later deleted. So this morning I had a thought. Maybe writing is the thing I hate about writing. And yes I know how that sounds. Let me explain. I love the staring off into space while a story plays in the theater of my mind. I love talking to my husband about my characters and what kind of mess I'm going to get them into and out of. I love those moments when I figure out how to piece together the puzzle that is my plot. But I really don't look forward to putting my butt in a chair and my hands on a keyboard, while twisting words to fit the images in my head.

So what do you guys think? Is there a good way to trick myself into liking the BICHOK?(butt in chair, hands on keyboard)

Still alive...

but winter is just killing the socially active me. I will return...let me just find a nice warm blanket first.