8 months ago, if you had asked me if I was up for writing, the answer was a resounding no.
6 months ago, if you had asked me if I was up for writing, the answer would have been a tentative "maybe" with a dash of "I don't think I'll be able to."
4 months ago, I had the first real idea to write in 5 years. And it's been a snowball of ideas since then.
I don't know what about these fandoms broke through the fog of my writers block and some days are so overwhelming that I can barely get my bearings straight to get a single thought together. But I've been nonstop inspired by everything I've seen and all the people I've met through this hellscape. So thanks for giving me back the person I miss being the most. Cause I was a writer before I was anything else.