The Dreaded Burnout
I'm about ot confess something that I never thought I'd say:
I'm burned out on writing.
All this time, all these years, I lived the life of a writer. But now, it's hard for me to post even a status update.
I don't know how I got burned out on writing, but every time I think about doing it, I feel my brain deflate, and I just can't drum up the excitement for it that I used to have.
And that scares me.
I've been writing since I was like 12, pretty much nonstop. It was like the stories were begging to get out of my head and into the world...but now it feels like I'm not doing anything.
I hope this passes. I pray this passes.
I miss how good writing used to make me feel. It doesn't do that anymore. It feels like working with an asshole boss, except in this case it's me that's my own asshole boss.
Please let this pass.
I'm burned out on writing.
All this time, all these years, I lived the life of a writer. But now, it's hard for me to post even a status update.
I don't know how I got burned out on writing, but every time I think about doing it, I feel my brain deflate, and I just can't drum up the excitement for it that I used to have.
And that scares me.
I've been writing since I was like 12, pretty much nonstop. It was like the stories were begging to get out of my head and into the world...but now it feels like I'm not doing anything.
I hope this passes. I pray this passes.
I miss how good writing used to make me feel. It doesn't do that anymore. It feels like working with an asshole boss, except in this case it's me that's my own asshole boss.
Please let this pass.