Good writing day. Managed to get a short poem done, and another section of Nihilist Chic. Both posted over on livejournal.
Starting to feel like, between therapy for the depression and yoga, and perhaps a much needed good night's drunk last night, I'm beginning to shake off the lethargy that's gripped me lately.
Not being able to write has been terrifying. I don't know what I would do if I'd stayed closed off from it. For awhile there, I couldn't finsihs anything I'd started, and it was driving me nuts.
Still have a long way to go until I'm full speed again, but now at least I believe I'll get there.
Glad to hear you feel like writing again, Victor. I would hardly guess that would be a problem for you, though.
I would hardly guess that would be a problem for you, though.
You'd think, but I was drained clean. Have only written now two poems in the past year. The novel was sitting idle. Couldn't even finish a damn fan fic.
It was tres frustrating.
So going home for Christmas had an odd effect on me. It kind of made me want to write again. Scripts, I mean. I'm currently outlining a story for a feature spec idea that I've had for a couple of years but never got up the energy to write it.
Since a few of you, Deb in particular, encouraged me to not give up the writing completely, I just wanted to let you know that I haven't. And thank you.
Yay Kristen! Keep in the game!
What Victor said, Kristen. And if you need beta reading, or confabbing, or someone to vent at, you have my email.
Victor, I stopped writing for about ten years. Not writers block - deliberate. Feels good to not be stopped anymore.
I've decided to take some time off from fic after I finish this one, hoping to give my people a chance to speak...I tried to do both this winter and it was eh...
erika, as much as I'll miss the fic, I can hardly wait to see you getting down to some original work again.
This fic is looking long again, though. But I'm not going to say...depress myself by writing Crosetti's letter to his daughter or something...talk about dead horses, huh? Insent, Deb.
