disjointed bits of thought
Feb. 4th, 2010 11:38 pmFandom is a strange thing.
I used to dabble in it a lot, but I was never what you might call a prolific writer, and I ended up abandoning more projects than I ever managed to complete. I rather thought such days were behind me, as quite a number of years have passed since I last created anything I felt worth showing to anyone.
Even so, for the past week or so I've been gently nudging at things once more. There is one project in particular that... I don't quite know how to put it. It's unfinished, and it's been so long since I started the original incarnation that I know it can never be anything but unfinished. I can no longer write in the style I once did. I don't view that as a bad thing, just a...thing.
I'm probably not making very much sense.
The gist of it is that I seem to be writing once more. Very slowly, just a few lines here, a half page there, and I still don't know what will come of it. Heck, if by some miracle I actually manage to get to the end of the tale this time, I'm not even sure what I'll do with it, I'm so out of the loop.
I'm finding it soothing to set pen to paper, and watch the ink flow. That's good enough for now.
I used to dabble in it a lot, but I was never what you might call a prolific writer, and I ended up abandoning more projects than I ever managed to complete. I rather thought such days were behind me, as quite a number of years have passed since I last created anything I felt worth showing to anyone.
Even so, for the past week or so I've been gently nudging at things once more. There is one project in particular that... I don't quite know how to put it. It's unfinished, and it's been so long since I started the original incarnation that I know it can never be anything but unfinished. I can no longer write in the style I once did. I don't view that as a bad thing, just a...thing.
I'm probably not making very much sense.
The gist of it is that I seem to be writing once more. Very slowly, just a few lines here, a half page there, and I still don't know what will come of it. Heck, if by some miracle I actually manage to get to the end of the tale this time, I'm not even sure what I'll do with it, I'm so out of the loop.
I'm finding it soothing to set pen to paper, and watch the ink flow. That's good enough for now.