I’m back!!! I know I’ve been gone for some time, I know you’ve all met me so drastically and I know, despite the fact that I’m blogging for the first time in a long time, I may disappear for a while again, but such is the way of my life these days. I want to dedicate myself to one thing at a time but I’m nothing if not the perfect Gemini, bouncing around from project to project, book to book, game to game and wife to wife. Just kidding about the wife!
My hiatus has not been chocked full of procrastination like usual, but I haven’t had much time for much of anything. I’ve got a new career, that is going swimmingly, but it is salary pay and therefore I work way more than I ever used to. Then my time off is spent with my family and trying to find an hour of relaxation.
But always at the back of my mind was my muse, coaxing me, “Justin… Justin… let’s play…”.
But I have so many things that I want to do in my free time. And all involve creativity and imagination. Whether it involved playing a game, or working on an interesting character idea for the Skyrim Blog, or just reading the hundreds of books that I am currently in the middle of. However, through all of that not once has writing been an outlet for my creativity. I have been thinking of several different story themes and plot, still trying to find one that just clicked in my head and said, you need to write this, but writing has lost its original purpose for me.
For too long, writing has been changing from it’s original purpose of allowing me to create and express myself, and it has slowly evolved into something much more base. It has become little more than a means for me to save my family from the mundane paycheck to paycheck that our lives have become. For too long, I have pissed and moaned about not being able to give my family the life I never had, that it has allowed my mind and imagination to grow stagnant from resent. My ideas lack their own sense of purpose. For too long, my writing has been living and not-living for me.
It is time for a rebellion.
It is time that I start living for my writing. I remember the first stories I ever started writing, and how I wrote them simply to tell tales. I will get back to that. I will write to write. I will write to let my stories live, and I will work for them.
If any of you find yourself in the same place, then join me. Join my rebellion. Tell me how you rebel against the oppression that is life and the inhibitions it chains you with. Or if you have broken through this stagnation before, give me your tips, challenge me to write something new. I’m always up for writing a new short story, so challenge me. Or just leave a comment or a like in support of my rebellion. Let me know that my war does not go without notice!