Weeeellll
I don't think I want to write anymore guise
Whats the point?
Hardly anyone seems to care. My audience has dwindled.
But most importantly, I don't even want to write for myself anymore. Which was my main purpose for writing. The quality of my work has been shot....with a sawed off, double barrell shot gun. At least, to me. Seems these days that I can barely form a coherent sentence, let alone an entire fic...
And its not like writing has become a chore.
Its just that I really don't care. Along with countless other people.
I havent updated my LJ in a while, aside from The Black Lie. And speaking of that fic, I don't even know why I was so compelled to finish it when it wasn't like I'd be all, "OOOHHH YISS I LOVE THIS FIC IM SO HAPPY WITH THE OUTCOME YAAYYY I AM TOTS SATISFIED."
Nope. When I finished it, I was like, "Ugh, finally, now I can move on."
.....isn't supposed to be like that guise.
My head and my harddrive are just full of story ideas. Ideas I wish I had the patience and skills to write. Because I don't care what anyone says-I know at least a handful of authors who could write what I have written (or write the ideas I have) and make it 100x better than what it is. I know that. Which depresses me even more. Mainly because I would LOVE to read their versions.
Now and then I will get these spurts of inspiration and I'll write something really short and (un)sweet. But even those I look back on and go, "Ew" or feel like they aren't anything special. Like they were all farts or something, something unpleasant I had to let out.
I still love writing, I really do.
Just...not as much as I used to.
So I'm contemplating whether I should just take a...like a year hiatus from writing. Or continue with the drabble bursts. Or finish all that is unfinished and then stop.
Idk
I feel like I am really disappointing you guise. And its sad that I am not really disappointing the writer in me. In fact, she is in a corner right now, her thumb and playing on her phone.
Errrrrrrr.
On that note, nighty night <3
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