2/27/21

Hello,

It's been awhile since I've had anything to write down. I've had books published, won an award, pursued writing for a not-inconsiderable percentage of my life. And yet over the last few years it has become harder and harder to stick with a project. To the point that in 2020 it became impossible to even begin one.

Burnout is a real thing.

I'm writing this journal now from the other side of a day job. I quit a few days ago, and honestly it felt like a weight off my shoulders. "Death is lighter than a feather, duty heavier than a mountain." Already I can feel my mind beginning to clear up. I'm not going to mistake this for having cured any lingering mental health problems. I still have struggles with stress, going back to school, and oh yeah--the transition. Ask me later how that's going.

But in the mean time, I'm putting words to "paper" and it feels pretty good. I hope that if I can get in the habit of (not necessarily) daily journaling it will help rekindle that spark that used to drive me. The stories never stopped cropping up in my imagination, but the desire to do the work and write them down just withered.

Anyway, I'll see you later.