Still Struggling With Writing (and a big ol' rant).

Peter Germany

Aug 23

So, I'm still struggling to get my arse in the chair and get some writing done. I did write a little before work and during my break yesterday, which was a start, but I still feel like I'm slacking off.

The why of that is a mystery. I think it may be a side effect of mental health. I was a little down recently and when I get like that writing tends to be put on hold, but I can normally get back into the flow pretty easily.

Away from writing, life is good. There are some big changes coming at work, but nothing that I don't think will have a negative effect at work or on myself.

There is a lot going on in the world though. We've got Ukraine, Covid, Brexit here in the UK. Raising cost of living, rise of Nazism (I refuse to call them white supremacist. They're nazis. Simple as that).

Here in the UK we've got a parliament that is in disarray. Our Prime Minister had to resign and feels like he'd already checked out before his successor has been chosen (not by the population of the UK but by the Conservative membership by the way). The two people who are the candidates to succeed him are both not very inspiring and honestly, much of the same. The opposition party is weak. So we've got a weak government (that is allowing raw sewage to be pumped into our rivers and seas) and a weak opposition. That's not good for this country. Which feels more like corporations are being allowed to dictate policy when it should be the government telling corporations what they can and can't do and if the corporations don't like it, they can fuck off!

Okay, rant over.

In regards to writing and my lack of, everything above is just bollocks! It's all just bullshit fucking excuses that I'm using to justify my lack of work. And bullshit is what it is. Everything above should not stop me from writing. When I'm down, use those emotions in my writing (writing also makes me feel good about myself, so why wouldn't I do it?). The state the planet is in, the shitshow that is Westminster at the moment, vent that frustration into fiction. Or even a blogpost like this.

I've spent most of my life hiding from the world. Hiding who I am, what I think, feel and so on. Suppressing my own fucking voice!

Have

Voice!

I need to use it. I need to put it into fiction, I need to stand up for what I believe in. (For the record, if i have a racist, sexist, just generally horrible nasty cunt of a character in fiction; that's not my voice. That's me creating a character who is FUCKING what is wrong with so much of this world).

Okay, I'm going to shut up now and do some writing work.

Be true to who you are. Even when it's hard, thats when we have to be strong and stand our ground.