So Glad
So glad to see that my account still exists! I would've hated to have lost it--so many memories are stored here. And yes, I am old-ish-fogey-ish in the social media stratosphere, but I have to admit that Live Journal still has features and a sense of holistic connection that Twitter, Tumblr, Instagram, Snapchat, etc. will never match, so I'm here to stay.
2016 has been a terrible year for me, preceded only by the previous terrible year, but I'm still hopeful that things will get better soon. I lost my beloved father in April, can't seem to get time to even mourn him--he was a bright light in my life, and the best I can do to honor his memory is keep on taking care of those I love and not lose sight of their lights, either.
I am positively aching to get back to writing, but I feel like my mental writing desk is set up in a room that keeps spontaneously combusting--I will get back to the world of my characters, yes, I will, just as soon as I put out this fire...and this one...and damn, that minor explosion that just blew across the room.
Hope is what sustains me--hope and love and the support of all of my dear friends, who put up with my long silences and disappearances and still are there for me when I resurface.
Still, I feel blessed. There are so many people struggling with problems that make mine pale in comparison, so I am very aware of how lucky I am. Wishing moments of peace and happiness to all those who desperately need it.
And I will be back. Someday. Roaring out of the writers' box with new material, both original and fanfic, and hoping to make my mark, if only in this quiet little circle of my universe.
Love to you all.
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2016 has been a terrible year for me, preceded only by the previous terrible year, but I'm still hopeful that things will get better soon. I lost my beloved father in April, can't seem to get time to even mourn him--he was a bright light in my life, and the best I can do to honor his memory is keep on taking care of those I love and not lose sight of their lights, either.
I am positively aching to get back to writing, but I feel like my mental writing desk is set up in a room that keeps spontaneously combusting--I will get back to the world of my characters, yes, I will, just as soon as I put out this fire...and this one...and damn, that minor explosion that just blew across the room.
Hope is what sustains me--hope and love and the support of all of my dear friends, who put up with my long silences and disappearances and still are there for me when I resurface.
Still, I feel blessed. There are so many people struggling with problems that make mine pale in comparison, so I am very aware of how lucky I am. Wishing moments of peace and happiness to all those who desperately need it.
And I will be back. Someday. Roaring out of the writers' box with new material, both original and fanfic, and hoping to make my mark, if only in this quiet little circle of my universe.
Love to you all.
pic source: tumblr_o0i8uys60I1qewaco...540.png