As if it’ difficult to tell, I’m in a rut again.
I go through these every so often. This one has been especially bad, and I haven’t even been writing much short stroke work as Reject Reality.
I’ve been fiddling with a few things here and there, but nothing has really been coming to fruition. I keep hitting roadblocks when I do get some writing done, but most often, I can’t write more than a few paragraphs before I’m drained of motivation.
Depression is a bitch.
No, I’m not medicated, nor will I ever be. I’ve seen too much of what happens with my wife to ever even consider that.
I still make it in to work and function. What I lose is my creative drive and my capacity for enjoying things. While that’s disheartening, it’s not life threatening. I just try doing other things until something wakes up my spark again.
That’s what I’m doing now. As always, apologies to anyone waiting for the next chapter/story.