I am inspired. I am always inspired. There is not a day that goes by where I do not consider a new story idea or a new development in those that I already have. There is not a moment that passes where I do not consider a “what if” or a “wouldn’t it be cool if?”. There are times where it stifles my attention or causes me to fixate on an object or thought to the exclusion of all other things.

I’ve heard this is ADD.

But beyond whatever implication that involves I find myself unable to focus on a project or fear to start a project simply because I know, for a fact that another idea will come along and inspire me to such a degree that I abandon the old and move on to the new. I am paralyzed because I know that something will not get done.

I’ve written and re-written one particular story in my head nearly four times, but I can never get to a point where I simply sit and hammer the damned thing out. Right now, I’m publishing “The Last Mage” on this blog, but this, too, is an idea I’ve bandied about for years. There are still others that knock on the door of my mind, demanding attention.

It is not so much that I think one is better than the other and so deserves more attention. It is that I have no idea how to reconcile and prioritize the stories in my mind. I have no agent so there is no direction there. There is no editor to focus my attention. All I have is my friends, most of whom aren’t interested in listening to me talk about my writing and even fewer interested in reading whatever it is I’ve written.

So my question to the ether is this: What do I do about it? I feel as if my mind is about to explode.