Lately, I've been questioning my abilities as a writer. I've sat down in front of the lap top this weekend and I started and stopped a million times. I tried a different tack and decided to write the scene I saw in my head, that worked for my story that got published. CRAP, UTTER DRECK! I can't make it work and I don't know what I'm doing wrong. I have it all inside, I think, but it's stuck.