I am in the midst of a creatively explosive period in my life and I can't really say why. I reckon it's not in spite of, but in reaction to everything being shit. When there's not much you can do besides observe and wait and let your fear eat you alive, something's gotta give and if it gives in a positive direction, who am I to question it?
I decided I needed something else to work on while I wait to get my first book rejected by agents, so I started brainstorming about a new manuscript. It went from concept to character bible to pretty complete outline over three days - nothing has ever come together so quickly for me, and I'm super jazzed about jumping into the first draft.
I've been practicing guitar a lot, too. I'm still objectively terrible at it, but that doesn't matter to me (maybe it matters to my neighbors but too bad). I'm actively making art, against the odds, and even if it's crap art, it beats the hell out of despair. What a novelty for something to feel purely good. I know it won't last forever which is why I need to be in it, appreciating every second. right now.
Happy St. Patrick's Day, I hope you're eating or drinking or wearing or being something green.
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