So....my writing journey has felt very futile lately. To the point where I've wondered if giving up wouldn't be the best plan. Not giving up on writing entirely--I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I didn't write!--but giving up on sharing my writing with others in any way.
Which I suppose is pretty pathetic all around, considering I only share it in very minimal ways: I post it as fan-fiction on AO3 or I post free text-based games on itch.io. Not like there's any pressure involved or any necessity to "do well." (And good thing for that, because what I write does not "do well" by any logical metric.) Though I do feel like by sharing it publicly then it's slightly less of a waste of my (admittedly worthless) time to write it in the first place.
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I had wanted to talk about a book on writing I read recently, but somehow I am unable to change the subject.
Maybe I need to do something else for a while and come back to this post later.
I've been something of a weird wreck the last few days.
Probably not going to make a lot of sense until I normalize again.
Sorry for yet another wasted post.
