Once upon a time there was a girl sitting in a coffee shop. She was drinking copious amounts of tea, while pouting and huffing about the fact that she has been suffering from crippling writers block. While looking at the 15+ drafts in her blog she felt completely uninspired to complete any of them. It was like they were staring back at her screaming “finish meeee!!” Regardless of the amount of work-in-progress posts that were gathering dust, none of them really hit on anything she was actually in the mood to write about. A clever reader would inform this poor human that it’s because she needs to write for her…