I think this year has messed everyone up with Covid. Everyone in my house got it, some were asymptomatic, some of us got hit bad. I've had lingering effects now that just makes it so hard to write. Now where I live, we went into complete lockdown last week, the first province in Manitoba to do it for this second wave, and it just so rejecting, but you got to do what you got to do. Keep on trying to write, it will come back to you, you were always an amazing writer.
Yeah, this year has been pretty much a wreck. I have ideas, but no energy or motivation to write beyond blogging. But that's not related to the pandemic for me. University completely sapped my creativity. Too much times spent studying, writing papers, working with spreadsheets, etc.
I thought I'd be able to get my creative writing flow back being at work this year, but then the pandemic happened and even though I'm working from home, I feel totally suffocated after months of just sitting inside. Definitely cabin fever vibes that aren't conducive for motivation.
It does sound like Matt, and likely you too, could've had covid at the beginning of the year. It has pretty much been established that it was widespread by that time, but testing wasn't really a thing then.
I hope you'll find some way to write. I know it sucks to have ideas and not be able to get them out.
Joy - Awesome! I was figuring it was more using your fears in plot related things, so yay!
Charlie ~ - I've always loved mythology too! It's been fun to use them in a fun way. I can't wait to get to where I can actually begin writing and implement them! I'm hoping it comes out as good as I have in my head.
These days in my house, the power goes out, after everything electrical ran out of juice, I'd have 4 kids complaining, extremely large data bills. In my old apartment our power would randomly go off all day, usually when it was hot as hell and there was nothing we could do but wait it out. We knew it would happen to, it was a given something would happen to the transformer on the block least a couple of times in the summer. Was Never prepared, one flashlight, maybe a couple of candles. Now we got flashlights, candles, tons of batteries, always cases of drinks and water kicking around, in a big house, never a power problem. Had a huge ice storm last fall, took down trees, power lines, all around us people lost power, not my block lol. Karma is kind of funny these days...
I've recently gotten to thinking of how long I've been at this site. Officially, it will be TWENTY years come the end of August. TWENTY. How did I get old enough to say I've been somewhere on the Internet for TWENTY years? Yet, here we are. Though, if we want to get technical I've been with this site longer than this site was technically around. Doesn't make much sense, does it? Well, let me see if I can explain.
So, originally, this site was called Stories.Com. I found this site just by googling stories or writing into the search box. It was part of like a cluster of sites. Not necessarily like a web ring, but if you went to the "mother site" it would list Stories.Com, along with some others. (I feel like maybe my age is showing here)
Anyway, Stories.Com was originally just interactive stories. You didn't have to have an account, so you didn't really have a way to "own" anything, except just knowing that it was yours. I had a story on there that was one of the most popular stories. It was about a haunted house and that's really all I remember about it now. I don't know why I didn't transfer it over. I wish I had kept it, even if it was just for posterity's sake.
I was there probably close to two years before SM and SMs took it over and made it into what it is now.
I've always considered it my home. A lot of those for whom I've considered family aren't very active on here anymore or have stopped visiting altogether (some of these people though I've stayed connected with on social media, so I can still say hi to them whenever I'd like. ), but I still feel happy here. I decided to use my stepping away from social media as an excuse to just be more active here and another excuse to get back into writing, no matter how little I am able to do so. All so I can take a break from what's going on outside. I don't like to throw around descriptor words on who I am or what I am, so saying that I am an empath feels bizarre to me, but I am incredibly empathetic. Almost to a point where it's very overwhelming. It has been building to a point where I just...can't take it anymore. So I'm taking a break from everything. I can't get anxious and overwhelmed to the point of tears if I don't know what stupid people are saying, now can I?
I've had to cut back on reading Covid-19 articles, because my anxiety has flown up through the roof. It's been the same with the BLM and George Floyd stuff going on now, only with social media and seeing people say the most ignorant things. I know that I am empathetic to basically a fault, but to see people who have none at all just hurts my soul. Especially when it's just human beings wanting to be treated like human beings and somehow white people have to make it all about them. Or just wanting to care enough to not be considered racist.
So, here I am. In my happy place, where I can focus on my mental health and writing for awhile.
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