![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
S3: Day 117 (848)
Apr. 27th, 2025 09:43 amI had a solid Readathon yesterday, and it was everything I needed it to be. I feel very refreshed and mentally recharged.
I'd like to say I'm ready to tackle ALL THE THINGS and ALL THE WORDS, etc. etc. However, I'm also going to be real: writing is hard. So. Hard. There's a great joy that comes with the process of creating a book, but it's not easy. Nothing is, though, right?
I'll be honest and say I've been in denial about a few things in my life for a long time. This isn't anything new. This week while I've been resting my body because of disease, and my brain because of heartbreak, I've reached the stage of acceptance rather than denial which leads me to believe I've been in a period of mourning.
I'm grieving for a life that will not be mine. I don't write like I'm 18 anymore, because I'm not 18. This is not a bad thing. It just is. I've been through a lot of experiences that have shaped how I write to the point where I will not be able to magically go back to "how things were before" ever again.
I'm still going to cling to my mission statement of finding joy in my work again. Getting to that point is going to look so much different than it normally would.
Currently:
Playing: "Secret of Mana". "Assassin's Creed: Shadows". "Hogwart's Legacy". "Hades". "Lost Records: Bloom".
Reading: "1984" print. "Enchanted To Meet You" print. "Knives, Seasoning, and a Dash of Love" ebook. "Catching Fire" audio.
I'd like to say I'm ready to tackle ALL THE THINGS and ALL THE WORDS, etc. etc. However, I'm also going to be real: writing is hard. So. Hard. There's a great joy that comes with the process of creating a book, but it's not easy. Nothing is, though, right?
I'll be honest and say I've been in denial about a few things in my life for a long time. This isn't anything new. This week while I've been resting my body because of disease, and my brain because of heartbreak, I've reached the stage of acceptance rather than denial which leads me to believe I've been in a period of mourning.
I'm grieving for a life that will not be mine. I don't write like I'm 18 anymore, because I'm not 18. This is not a bad thing. It just is. I've been through a lot of experiences that have shaped how I write to the point where I will not be able to magically go back to "how things were before" ever again.
I'm still going to cling to my mission statement of finding joy in my work again. Getting to that point is going to look so much different than it normally would.
Currently:
Playing: "Secret of Mana". "Assassin's Creed: Shadows". "Hogwart's Legacy". "Hades". "Lost Records: Bloom".
Reading: "1984" print. "Enchanted To Meet You" print. "Knives, Seasoning, and a Dash of Love" ebook. "Catching Fire" audio.
