This is a joke as the very first thing I ever did was tell stories to myself at night.
It was because I had crushes on people I couldn’t have so I would create life and death settings where we were thrown together where I could say how I felt - mostly because they were dying. I did died occasionally too, but mostly them because if I died it was most inconvenient to telling the story.
Let’s just say the Hunger Games strikes a chord. I could have written it if doing so had even crossed my mind as something that would remotely appeal to anyone else.
I think I need to treat this like learning anything else. Break it down into doable chunks, but it’s more a matter of figuring out the chunks. I can come up with characters, but the overall story structure is something I am not practiced in.
But stressing about it is completely silly and just giving me a reason to beat myself up. Stop worrying about it and just write stuff. Bits and pieces is fine.