I've taken a couple photos that might be interesting but the stories I develop in my head sound the same as all the ones I've already written. That's one trap into which I didn't want to fall... repetition.

But I can't come up with much else. And I loathe being forced to write something when I have nothing of interest to contribute.

Would you all be heartbroken if I drove a stake in the heart of this soul-sucking goal? Maybe I'll just write these photo flash fictions as I'm inspired. But feeling forced is not a good way to try to keep it going and be happy about it, is it?