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It’s never an easy decision to make, but I’ve had to make it: all my active stories are now officially on hiatus.
Nothing (very) bad’s happened – at least, this time around, nobody is dead, dying, or terminally ill. Life’s just thrown us a curveball and Cold and I are even busier than usual. Most days, I barely have the energy to handle day-to-day work, let alone time and energy to write. Heck, I haven’t even gotten anything written on my most recent chapter of my novel in a few months now; that’s how crazy it’s been lately. Since my fanfiction may not be updated anytime soon, I decided to head it off at the pass before readers start deciding I’m dead.
...yes. That’s always a possibility, considering how infrequently I can update.
It sucks, but better to give myself permission to not write than continue to bludgeon the desktop with my head when my brain is too stress-fried to write. On FFN and AO3, I put notes in my current stories, and updated the summaries of the stories that have fallen by the wayside. AFF frowns on author’s notes as chapters, so I’m not sure where to go beyond adding something to the summaries.
I hope the fanfiction writer’s curse has missed more of y’all than it’s hit, that spring is treating you well, and that this doesn’t last too many months. Now if any of y’all need me, I’ll be in my burrito-blanket muttering there’s no place like home and fuck-this-shit-I’m-out.
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My potter fanfic took a backseat when I realized something similar. In the words of Bilbo, it felt like butter being scraped too thin on the toast. So, turned to other projects, figured I’ll come back to it (I usually do).
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Thanks, folks. I really needed that. 💜 Over the past few years, I haven’t accomplished anywhere near as much as I did before 2018. That said, from 2018 until now, we had six deaths in the family—three people, three pets—and stress, bad neighbors, family struggles, and my health problems have kicked into high gear. (Our furbabies, Heiferlump and Woozle, are fine. They’re getting old and they’ve developed some troubling health complications, but they’re still happy and alive.) Then there’s tornado season starting up again. …yay.
J.R.R. Tolkien and Douglas Adams would have wonderful descriptions, I’m sure, but the best I can come up with is, “gawd, this sucks, and not in a good way.” And guilting myself over lack of progress—especially when I’m too busy for it—doesn’t help anyone at all.
It’ll get better. I just need to keep remembering that.
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Maybe write a cruel halloween type of story, help get the stress out? Know I’ve got some scenes in my stories that were the result of me being stressed.