My name is Laura Del and I have a little thing known as Crohn's Disease. It suck to say the very least, but I cope by doing YouTube, Writing, and posting the occasional blog about my experience. 

So welcome to my website. I hope you enjoy your stay. 

I'M FUCKING BLOCKED...

I'M FUCKING BLOCKED...

I can’t think of a fucking thing to write. Gibberish is all I hear in my head and I’m not about the writing life. I think I might be blocked! Not good. At all. If this is what it’s like to have writers block… I’m fucking out, man. Something is supposed to pour out of me, but my imagination doesn’t want to work. Real life is too fucking real and fiction was an escape. Not anymore. My friends won’t come and play with me so I’m stuck in the worst possible way. Perhaps it’s because I spilled all my guts on paper, or maybe it’s because my grams isn’t here… either way, it sucks major balls. Writing this is taking it all out of me. How has writing now become a chore? It’s bullshit. No one listens to me, no one buys my books, and I don’t have the money to even publish them. I’ve tried getting an agent, but they don’t want me, which I don’t understand. I’m a good fucking writer! Hell, I’m better than most of the published authors out there. That’s not boasting. That’s the fucking truth! I swear all any one wants to read is garbage, badly edited, “Grey” shit, and I don’t write that kind of stuff. I mean, even my romance has a fucking plot to it. It’s not all “he swept her off her feet” and “his member throbbed.” Get the fuck out of here.

I just don’t know what to do.

Do I even enjoy writing anymore?

Do I even want to write?

I don’t know.

I can’t know.

And I’m just going to have to settle for that right now.

This is crazy...

This is crazy...