When the drawing MOOD hits ye HARD
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When the drawing MOOD hits ye HARD
Creating
(burning Prometheus
and the crying birds)
Pulling embers from myself
to be the clay, the kiln, the flame
An Eternal Mental Block
Its summer now. I just finished my second year of college and I couldn't feel more. . empty. Its been years since I created anything. I'd like to start engaging in the ideas I keep writing down and never acting on. I have a journal type book full of ideas that I would write in every time I'm struck with a decent idea. I want to tell stories, put them into writing and make games out of them. I want to animate that little astronaut protagonist character I have, and showcase everything on social media. I want to explore what's left of the oldnet and set up a neocities page and fill it with everything I've learned. Over the years I've kept busy with school or work, and never had the time to sit down and actually DO something about any of my ideas. And yet, every time I had a clear afternoon to sit down and start on any of these ideas, I lose all the wind in my proverbial sails. Its like opening my schedule to allow for time to create seems to block everything up into an eternal " I don't want to". Instead of planning out the ideas I've written down, I feel compelled to doomscroll some random social media instead. I don't know really what I'm writing here. I could shut up and just start posting on social media. I could make accountability buddies out of my friends and family, but if anything that fear of disappointing them makes me feel worse than not doing anything at all. I guess I'm putting this out there on Tumblr of all places as a hail mary type thing. I don't use Tumblr much and haven't built any meaningful connections with anyone here yet, but the communities I'm in on here seem to encourage creating, and maybe I won't feel that pressure to do something that inverts into never starting anything. I don't expect anyone to see this or interact with it. Its more of a journal page that I'm pinning to a public wall. To my audience of 4 bots and maybe 2 humans, I'm going to start using this blog more. Prepare for some god awful content and a touch of main character syndrome. Chances are, I'll post maybe three things and stop forever. Maybe this'll be the kick I need to start living the life I want. Who knows, maybe one day I'll look back on this and laugh at how ridiculous I feel. Only one way to find out.
I need "Fear will never leave you, so start anyway" tatooed on my skin.
Damn the motivation is finally here but the ideas aren't
I feel like above the age of 30, approved fandom interaction is like. Creating content And I totally understand the reasoning for that but it's daunting when that time is looming ahead and you don't have many other prospects as far as how to spend your time
So guys. I'm on break from creating something special for Beeeinyourbonnet because she's graduating and I'm super excited for her to see it but my hands hurt so bad from the creating. When I finish making the present you will get to see and I really want to say what I'm making but sometimes Beee see's my posts and she CAN'T if my gift is going to be a surprise for her!
Anyways I love you all and I'm sorry for not writing or reblogging or other stuff this weekend as I will be busy cleaning up my stuff and finishing this project.
ILY!!!!! <3