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Not too long ago, while I was running a search for some information on webrings, I ran across something that was really kind of cool... a webring that I had created in 1997, and had left in 2000, that is still alive and flourishing.
(http://www.geocities.com/fanwri/ROFW.html)
I emailed the new owner, who is an old friend of mine from when I was running the ring, and we've been chatting. She had some really nice things to say to me... she said that I had inspired her, and that I have a very unique perspective that makes her want to read anything I would write, and that she thinks I should start writing again. That last one is the part that inspired today's post.
I sort of feel like writing again too, but I'm not sure... for one thing, it's very hard to focus enough to really write while caring for someone who quite literally will not stop yelling all day long sometimes, and has recently taken to grabbing everything near her and moving it around until things fall on the floor from the way she has precariously piled together everything from jackets to books to the toaster. Another problem is motivation... my old motivation for writing, as an outlet for a lot of things including my kinness pre-awakening, is mostly gone these days. All the things about me that at one time were repressed or not yet acknowledged I'm now out about and dealing with on a day to day basis. If I am going to write, I'm going to need a way to replace that fuel for my stories and poetry... otherwise anything I write is going to be rather dry and lifeless.
I think I probably will start writing again, though... despite these problems, it's something that I really do miss, and I think it would be a positive thing to get involved in doing again.
Not to mention that my poems scare people less than my filk does. *evil giggle*
(http://www.geocities.com/fanwri/ROFW.html)
I emailed the new owner, who is an old friend of mine from when I was running the ring, and we've been chatting. She had some really nice things to say to me... she said that I had inspired her, and that I have a very unique perspective that makes her want to read anything I would write, and that she thinks I should start writing again. That last one is the part that inspired today's post.
I sort of feel like writing again too, but I'm not sure... for one thing, it's very hard to focus enough to really write while caring for someone who quite literally will not stop yelling all day long sometimes, and has recently taken to grabbing everything near her and moving it around until things fall on the floor from the way she has precariously piled together everything from jackets to books to the toaster. Another problem is motivation... my old motivation for writing, as an outlet for a lot of things including my kinness pre-awakening, is mostly gone these days. All the things about me that at one time were repressed or not yet acknowledged I'm now out about and dealing with on a day to day basis. If I am going to write, I'm going to need a way to replace that fuel for my stories and poetry... otherwise anything I write is going to be rather dry and lifeless.
I think I probably will start writing again, though... despite these problems, it's something that I really do miss, and I think it would be a positive thing to get involved in doing again.
Not to mention that my poems scare people less than my filk does. *evil giggle*
