So I haven't written a word of SaS since the 14th, which may not seem like very long for most people, but has felt like a lifetime for me. I'm just a finger's reach away from my goal for the month, so one might expect that I'm more eager than ever to write. But you'd be wrong.
My life has been an absolute mess since around the time I stopped writing. I think I've mentioned it before, but writing does a lot to calm me and get me into a healthy state of mind. I go to writing when I'm feeling the world pressing close, and the fact that I didn't even bother with this when everything was falling apart is a hint that things really were bad.
But today, I want to thank Victoria Schwab for picking me back up. Of course, the wonderful Victoria doesn't know I exist, and that's fine, but I know she exists and she gives me hope.
I was laying in bed at 2pm, napping a little, crying a little, just fucking up my life a little (excuse my language, I am sorry), and I turned my phone on and just started going through old bookmarks I had. In the middle I fell asleep a little more and when I woke up I went onto Victoria's website. There she was talking about all the writing she had accomplished in the last year and it made me want to accomplish something.
I've mentioned before that going through author's websites/blogs and seeing their journey as they wrote it really helps me get into the mood to write in a way nothing else does. So that's what I started doing. So, thanks to Victoria, I think it's time to try and get my life back in order a bit.
Starting now I'm going to write. I think I might write until dinner (at six. It's currently three), though I'm not going to impose any limit or goal for myself. I'm just going to write until i feel like I'm done writing and have healed a bit from the mess I'm in.
I polished my glasses to get the smudges off, sat in my comfiest clothing, have some chocolate, some rock music, and here I go. SaS, I have missed you dear friend.
My life has been an absolute mess since around the time I stopped writing. I think I've mentioned it before, but writing does a lot to calm me and get me into a healthy state of mind. I go to writing when I'm feeling the world pressing close, and the fact that I didn't even bother with this when everything was falling apart is a hint that things really were bad.
But today, I want to thank Victoria Schwab for picking me back up. Of course, the wonderful Victoria doesn't know I exist, and that's fine, but I know she exists and she gives me hope.
I was laying in bed at 2pm, napping a little, crying a little, just fucking up my life a little (excuse my language, I am sorry), and I turned my phone on and just started going through old bookmarks I had. In the middle I fell asleep a little more and when I woke up I went onto Victoria's website. There she was talking about all the writing she had accomplished in the last year and it made me want to accomplish something.
I've mentioned before that going through author's websites/blogs and seeing their journey as they wrote it really helps me get into the mood to write in a way nothing else does. So that's what I started doing. So, thanks to Victoria, I think it's time to try and get my life back in order a bit.
Starting now I'm going to write. I think I might write until dinner (at six. It's currently three), though I'm not going to impose any limit or goal for myself. I'm just going to write until i feel like I'm done writing and have healed a bit from the mess I'm in.
I polished my glasses to get the smudges off, sat in my comfiest clothing, have some chocolate, some rock music, and here I go. SaS, I have missed you dear friend.