Stupid Seasonal Changes and Writing Meta
So it's been pretty warm up here. Into the lower fifties and all of that (according to my dad, at least). But one thing I hate about the different seasonal shifts is that I tend to either:
a) get sick
b) my allergies act up
And, as usual, one or potentially both is happening to me atm. Which is a bummer, because I'm really excited by the story I'm working on, but whenever I sit down to write I'm just too tired and sick to force myself to do much of anything. It also sucks because I'm being my wife's caddy today, so she can finish her photography assignments. But unfortunately I'm blowing my nose and wiping my eyes so much that it's become a distraction to her, lols. ^^;;
I've also had some interesting revelations about myself and the reasons I write. I also realized how blessed I am to have a family that's valued creativity from my childhood, as well as the written word. I look around at some of my in-laws, and I feel compelled to try to bring a little creativity to my niece's life, even if it isn't always met with the best of reactions.
I've also realized that I'm a storyteller, plain and simple. It's interesting, because usually in the writing (or even comics) world, that's a term that can be used as a double-edged put-down. But the more I think about it (and read old meta on the topic), the more I realize that it's important to reclaim the title. Particularly in my case, where I'd prefer to consider myself a storyteller than a writer. Is writing my medium? Sure. But 'a writer' isn't necessarily who I am.
Anywho, that's all I can think of to post on the topic atm. The whole sick and incapable of proper thought thing is starting to take over. ^^;;
a) get sick
b) my allergies act up
And, as usual, one or potentially both is happening to me atm. Which is a bummer, because I'm really excited by the story I'm working on, but whenever I sit down to write I'm just too tired and sick to force myself to do much of anything. It also sucks because I'm being my wife's caddy today, so she can finish her photography assignments. But unfortunately I'm blowing my nose and wiping my eyes so much that it's become a distraction to her, lols. ^^;;
I've also had some interesting revelations about myself and the reasons I write. I also realized how blessed I am to have a family that's valued creativity from my childhood, as well as the written word. I look around at some of my in-laws, and I feel compelled to try to bring a little creativity to my niece's life, even if it isn't always met with the best of reactions.
I've also realized that I'm a storyteller, plain and simple. It's interesting, because usually in the writing (or even comics) world, that's a term that can be used as a double-edged put-down. But the more I think about it (and read old meta on the topic), the more I realize that it's important to reclaim the title. Particularly in my case, where I'd prefer to consider myself a storyteller than a writer. Is writing my medium? Sure. But 'a writer' isn't necessarily who I am.
Anywho, that's all I can think of to post on the topic atm. The whole sick and incapable of proper thought thing is starting to take over. ^^;;