Wednesday, July 13, 2016

I feel useless

When was the last time I wrote fiction?  Susan and Lucy vs. the Wolf, probably.  Disqus tells me that that was 22 days ago.

Does that mean that I've been making progress in non-fiction related areas?  No.

I do nothing.  I am month.  I feel useless.

When things are going right, writing isn't work.  Editing, sure.  Keeping things consistent, definitely.  Research is a black hole from which you might never return.  But the actual creativity?  It just flows.

I haven't flowed lately.  I feel so useless lately.


  1. Well now I just feel bad for making you do important, useful things that aren't writing. Like Intensive Weasel Wrangling...

  2. I'm sorry.

    I haven't written anything since November.


  3. I don't know if it makes any of you lovely folks feel better, but a lot of artists stress the importance of fallow periods.

    Like Lin-Manuel Miranda talking about the vital importance of vacation... But also the thing where you won't be able to give of yourself when you're just trying to hang on. If you're not well, if you don't have energy, you can't pour out creativity...or if you do, it can be at great cost. When you're more emotionally or spiritually... healthy? (Doesn't seem like quite the right word, but IDK) there's enough energy make art flow...

    Of course it's all complicated and cyclical/sprial-y since creative endeavors contribute to spiritual health, and draw you in and build on themselves...

    You're all awesome, whether you're sharing art or resting fallow and recharging your awesomeness. (Insert Ginungigap metaphor here...)