Hello friends and welcome to another willful week of writing.
I am pleased to report that I am finally starting to feel more like myself again, as the fog of this recent depressive episode has started to lift. While I’m grateful my medicine has mitigated the worst of my brain chemistry’s fuckery, it is still frustrating to periodically lose a week or two of writing time and creativity.
But, I’m not going to waste even more time dwelling on it.
Instead, I’m going to take a sledgehammer to the last two weeks of creative impotence. If periods of mental health related inaction must be part of my reality, then I will make a dazzling rebound just as integral to the cycle.
Today, I am putting all the ideas that have been swirling in my head the last several days and putting them on paper, because while my mood had press-ganged me into idleness, my mind has remained active. I now have a plot, a setting, basic foundational lore, characters, and a working title for a project that barely a fortnight ago was little more than idle fancy.
And though I vehemently do not want to be That Writer who starts new novels every few months without finishing the old ones, I would be foolish to not at least put all these lovely ideas somewhere outside my own brain. And if something ends up coming from them? Mores the better.
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