Newsies #13 (AKA Where the hay am I?) · 4:02pm Dec 22nd, 2018
Well . . . I don’t think that holiday special’s gonna be ready in time on Pony Plots. I may not even finish it at all. I’ve been . . . . in a weird spot, with my muse and myself for the last month or so. Basically, I have all these things I want to write, but I lack the will or energy to actually get started on them, and even when I do, I wind up writing a few paragraphs, and then wandering off to something else.
Even writing this blog post right now is proving challenging. I just want to go gel in front of YouTube, or a video game I probably won’t finish playing. I dunno if this is depression, or what it is. I mean, the lack of energy or creativity sounds similar to depression, but at the same time I’ve not really been all that unhappy or anxious, recently. At least, I don’t think I have.
Maybe it’s just those holiday blues that I mentioned in another blog post, where this time of year just seems to drain a person until they have no energy or will left to do anything except plod along, one day to the next.
Difficult as it is on me to keep writing here, and not give in to the little voice in my head telling me I shouldn’t care and should just buck off and do, basically, nothing with my day, I have to. Because, simply put, I DO care. I care about everyone who has read and enjoyed my stories, and I care about continuing those stories. As such, I HAVE to write this out, so that at least you all know I’m not dead, and haven’t abandoned the site.
I’m just going through a downspell right now, and though I’ve got a lot of ideas, none of them are holding my attention well enough right now to keep me focused and writing. It will come to an end, at some point, and I’ll be writing again. This isn’t the first time it’s happened in the, what . . . nine months or so I’ve been on this site. This is just the worst I’ve suffered so far.
Anyway, that’s all for now, I guess. Until next we meet, ponies! Harmonia Invictus!
Edge, my name is Innocent Bystander and I am one of the many characters that exist within the mind of one Minaren, and I have a name for what you suffer. It is called Melancholy, it is something shared by great warriors and writers alike. Great passion and power calls for great apathy as it were, an equal and opposite reaction. But never fear, Mina suffers through it especially during the holidays and the best way is to take this time to rest and rejuvenate those stores of passion that so kindle within your heart. Soon the embers will stoke back to fire and you will rise again. Besides, you and I have a playdate to arrange,one I have no intention of missing. I must be going, I snagged a moment while Mina was sleeping, but if I do this to long he will awaken, and the poor man does need his rest. As all true men do. So take yours.
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Thank you, Innocent. That’s what my great-grandmother called it, as well, according to my dad. She said it was a trait of the Irish, especially. The good news is, I think it’s starting to pass. I’m not making promises to anyone, yet. I’ve learned that lesson, well enough already. But, I’ve been working on something over the last week that I’ve high hopes for.
That said, in future I figure I will probably take a little vacation from writing, around this time of year.
And, no, don’t think I’ve forgotten about our little “date”. I am more than up for it, at your convenience, sir.