I'm burnt out. I can't think of shit. Every time I got a good idea and started writing I just gave up halfway through and deleted it all. I used to be able to crank stuff out all the damn time. But I guess those days are long gone. I still love to write I just can't think of anything. I'll probably come out with a one-shot book (with lemons of course). Maybe making shorter one-offs will let me think of something to do with my other stories
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Zombies, Furries, And A Human
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