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20220929 Personal Blatherings

September 29, 2022, 6:00pm

Mental health.

Well, well, well...

You take it for granted until you don't have control of your own. I have been made all too aware of mine for the past few months, trying to prove I am "okay". Well, it worked. I guess. I'm still here.

Doesn't help.

I've been quiet here on WdC of late, experimenting with a new comedy format for my newsfeeds, posting an opening chapter (story is up to chapter 10 now and has hit a wall, so I think I'll have to go backwards and rewrite the last 2-4 chapters); apart from one person who thought it was all tell and no show and recommended I start it, an adult novel, with the words "Knock! Knock!", the feedback has been really helpful, so thanks everyone. (Don't worry, they won't see this. We had an argument, and I've put them on my ignore list...), and also posting an essay.

That essay... I'm leaving it there because I am petty like that, but someone was obnoxious in their email review. I am pretty sure that some Christians (some, not all) do not actually understand what is written in the New Testament. Anyway, the fact that email didn't destroy me tells me I'm getting better; the fact I even posted it tells me I am in something of a self-destructive streak.

I am struggling to not start my NaNo work, which is why I'm working on the other one.

I have written a few poems, all comedy, all Australo-centric, none of which I think would go down well at WdC. I think I've sold one.

I am struggling to finish short stories.

I am struggling to get up the motivation to edit a pair of novels.

I am even struggling to write my 250 words a day minimum.

Yeah, they reckon, apparently, I am fine. But my brain disagrees.

So, writing, my normal escape from the world, is not doing it for me at the moment.

Mental health. When it's good, you don't think about it. When it goes wrong, you think of nothing else...