oh the very dreadful feeling of wanting/wishing/needing to create so badly is so incredibly familiar to me. so much it hurts. and i know the acute pain of letting a year slip by and feeling like yule is all you have to show for it DX
i just always tell myself that time spent not writing is time spent incubating stories. rest is like marinating our creativity. which. is maybe the weirdest way to put that but no im not gonna backspace. im gonna commit to the bit this time.
and all together i fear we may be a more than touch too similar. we may in fact have to be friends :3
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oh the very dreadful feeling of wanting/wishing/needing to create so badly is so incredibly familiar to me. so much it hurts. and i know the acute pain of letting a year slip by and feeling like yule is all you have to show for it DX
i just always tell myself that time spent not writing is time spent incubating stories. rest is like marinating our creativity. which. is maybe the weirdest way to put that but no im not gonna backspace. im gonna commit to the bit this time.
and all together i fear we may be a more than touch too similar. we may in fact have to be friends :3