No, this is not me saying I’m already taking a pause on Blogmas, though I have been posting very late at night because my time management skills are still terrible. I’m talking about my own writing, the writing I went to university for, the reason I have my degree.
So, where am I in my writing?
Yeah, that’s a funny story.
So, the best way I can say it is this: I’m staring at a brick wall. I’m on the inspiration side, where all the ideas live and grow and poke and prod at my brain. On the other side of the wall is the drive and motivation and basically everything I need to get the words down. And I can’t get around it. The wall is thick, but how think? I don’t know.
That’s a good analogy, honestly.
I’ve been coming up with some ideas. I have jotted down some thoughts, maybe a quick (and frankly terrible) poem or two. But I have no drive or wish to move forward.
Normally this is when I’d turn to fanfic. I’d hop into one of the worlds that I like to play in, and poof, something is done and on the page. Original fiction? No, but it gets the brain moving.
But I haven’t done that either.
Fanfiction writing has become something I’m burnt out on. The thought of writing and posting just… doesn’t work anymore. Or at least it’s on an extended break. I just don’t see myself returning to AO3 or posting my work elsewhere any time soon. It became a chore, a job I felt I had to do, and I’m not doing that again.
As for original fiction, I still hope that one of these many ideas will spark something. Something that will give me the drive to return to the written word, outside of the occasional blog post, and a story will form.
One can hope. Onto tomorrow!
