Another Year Gone By

It's been a year since I published Snails is Perpetually High. Three years since I started watching mlp.

I'm reminded of something one of my friends said, two years ago. We had both taken the same creative writing class during our freshman year of high school that had effectively kick-started our writing passion. He went the poetry route. I had more of an interest in fiction.

Anyway, during the summer of 2015 we got to spit-balling ideas for a book we could co-write together. We both liked philosophy and I especially liked science fiction, so it was going to be a retro-future, philosophical critique on religion and the human experience. We wrote a rough outline for it, gave it a title. Things were looking good.

And then nothing happened.

I remember him opening up google drive on a school computer several months later and opening up the shared document that was to be our book. He stared at the large title, the only word on the page, and said, "Hmm. I thought it'd already be written by now."

Quite simply, we had both lost our dedicated interest to write the thing. Without any set deadline, it's all too easy to push off the things you plan to do. Defer responsibility to yourself in the indeterminate future. What if your future self doesn't want to write it either?

I had a lot of big plans for my account on here. Still do, I suppose. It's just taking longer than I had anticipated. Or so I keep telling myself. The more free time I have, the less free time I have.

Still, every time I look through all my unfinished fanfics on google docs, I can't help but to stop and stare for a few seconds and think, "Hmm. I thought it'd already be written by now."