Getting Back to Normal

[scribblemyname]

So after the fires, my creative brain was simply not present. When it did come back in snatches, I hit fanfic because that has always been more compatible with my burned out state than trying to create something I love in my own worlds. At that time, I had been six poems into a semi-epic and scribbling in Lovemark the Seasons. It's time to be getting back to normal.

So that means prompts, 365 Challenge posts, and probably long, chaptered work in both fandom and original worlds.

How are you creatively?

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[lithiumlaughter.livejournal.com]

Surprisingly enough, I'm actually doing rather well!

My little sister is partially to blame. She's writing herself (she's got a whole trilogy planned out and craptons of it written; she just confided this to me a couple weeks ago, which blew my mind), and we had a conversation about original work.

As such, when we were together this past weekend, she made me sit down with her and take part in her own ritual -- half an hour of writing every day. It was fantastic. I've got some ideas even if I don't have an overarching plot yet.

Now, if only the creative urge manages to carry through to the academic stuff I have to do for my online classes. Oy. :)

[scribblemyname]

I cannot tell you how much excitement and much squeeing this gives me. 1) How delightful to talk writing shop with your sister. 2) How delightful you're writing! Original fiction! So, so exciting.

Praying for your academic work as well. I know the feeling. :hugs:

[lithiumlaughter.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the love and support! Original writing is so very intimidating to me. Chatting with my sister and working alongside her was great. I don't know how long I can keep it up, but hopefully for a while. Even better is that while Jewels refuses to share her work with me yet, I get to be her first reader/editor when she's done. Colour me incredibly honoured.

Thanks so much for the academia prayers. The course starts tomorrow, I have my first online 'lecture' on Wednesday...phew. It'll work out, I know, but my paranoia loves to kick in when I read course syllabi and see timelines. Eep.