elizabeth s. @elizabethsinclair - Tumblr Blog

no i’m not bed rotting i’m living the sickly victorian lifestyle

“don’t you think you’re a bit full of yourself?” yes. who else should i be full of?

phone addiction is absurd bc it’s like ah yes perhaps one more visit to the rectangle of no enrichment or fulfillment will finally enrich and fulfill me

bringing this excerpt back out of storage because june is approaching and i can already feel myself entering my annual descent into melancholy

(ps i remember americans in the notes last time being like ??? these are the best months ??? and i support that for you. unfortunately i’m australian so this is just winter rot)

elizabeth s.

just this time, just this once, i’d like to arrive somewhere and never have to leave

Come back :(

i’m sorry i disappeared for a while. to be honest the past year and a half has been what you could call ‘the dark night of the soul.’

something quite traumatic happened to me. and since then i’ve been navigating legal battles, major life changes, and some pretty heavy mental health challenges. it turns out that trying to hold bad people accountable can cost you a great deal financially and emotionally alike.

as a consequence my writing has become quieter. lately the small amount of creative energy i do have has been going toward more tactile things. painting, music, working with my hands. poetry for now has been dormant. but i still hope to return to it gently!! whenever my mind allows me to. i still dream of publishing a book in the near future.

thank you for the kindness you’ve all continued to show me while i’ve been away. your messages have meant more to me than you probably realise. i’ve had tumblr for over 10 years and it’s still my favourite place on this big super information highway.

anyway sorry for babbling! hoping to reconnect with this little corner more, thank you for supporting my safe space and stay tuned for more work ♡

i have to remind myself of this often as a writer: not everything i create needs to be “interesting.” the less pressure i put on my work to constantly prove itself, the more honest and expansive it becomes. i think creativity suffers under too many subject constraints.