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Mysterious Things in the Dirt
Sep. 29th, 2024 08:52 pmI tried to start a new fic last Friday, and did manage to scribble down a few paragraphs, but right now, it feels simultaneously like a dreaded chore and an inappropriate indulgence.
I'm trying to tell myself that this lapse in motivation won't last forever, to believe posts like this one, which compares imagination to a field between harvests (this is amusingly appropriate since some of my fandom friends refer to certain types of writing as "worms"). And I did manage to write a couple of very tiny ficlets for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fandomgiftbasket, which I hope to share as soon as the event wraps up.
It's still discouraging to feel like I have to make myself engage in a hobby that I love, and to entertain the possibility that I might have outgrown fandom altogether, even if I don't want that to be true.
I'm trying to tell myself that this lapse in motivation won't last forever, to believe posts like this one, which compares imagination to a field between harvests (this is amusingly appropriate since some of my fandom friends refer to certain types of writing as "worms"). And I did manage to write a couple of very tiny ficlets for
fandomgiftbasket, which I hope to share as soon as the event wraps up.It's still discouraging to feel like I have to make myself engage in a hobby that I love, and to entertain the possibility that I might have outgrown fandom altogether, even if I don't want that to be true.
