(Posting about writer’s block relieves writer’s block, right?).
Guys I’ve forgotten how to write fic, something happened to me between now and Nov 7. Going to Texas? Talking to a lot of cancer patients? Visiting my family and feeling slightly estranged?
I’m having that terrible swirl of thoughts to the effects of “I don’t write as well as I want, I haven’t improved a bit since 2003, what am I even doing with my adult life, no one wants to read my stupid sexual fantasies that are barely sexual, fanfic is a ridiculous past time, everything is pointless” (please no one feel obligated to tell me these are wrong sentiments, I’ve had this weird mindset before and I know it’s not an objective reality, I just hate being beset by this mood).
Also fandom-in-general wise, my bottomless gaping pit of insecurity I call a soul somehow gets upset every time I have an unpleasant interaction with someone in fandom, which i really should be inured to by now. I’m just shocked that it still happens even when I’m trying not to stir the pot, at least not intentionally. I’m still a bit traumatized about tagging fanart with anything but the most utilitarian tags. I live in fear and self-loathing.












