Something incredible has happened! I feel like I’ve finally come around and became a writer again.
No, it isn’t anything like publication or something Official like that. I’m still putzing around on sending in submissions to journals and magazines. But, you see, yesterday, I was writing some tags in my LiveJournal roleplaying game, Fandom High, and what I was putting out was not the usual functionary narrative, but actually very well written prose. Essentially, they were the sort of responses I used to write before I took a break from the game due to my life catching me up in a whirlwind. When I started playing again, I felt that the quality of my writing had diminished; then, when I’d write for my actual work, I felt that it just wasn’t up to par with what I used to compose. In a way, I worried that role playing had brought the level of my writing down into something more simplistic, immediate, and, for lack of a better word, LULZy.
I took a little bit of a break for two days, partly because I was working a lot, and partly because I wanted to dedicate more time to buffing up my 100 Books count and my page counts on my projects. But then yesterday I settled in to do a few threads, and I found myself absolutely loving the narrative I was putting down, lyrical and effective, and something I would happily transfer over on to another piece. It was writing that, even though it was for a game, made me actually proud of my talent, of my ability to weave words together into a pleasant description of an action, a thought, a feeling.
It’s a small victory, but one that’s left me feeling very eager to put out some great work today and it’s nice to have that little upswing and excitement again.