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One of the worst feelings in the world: when you are just desperate, like claw-your-own-skin-off desperate, to create, but the only thing that even vaguely appeals to you to work on is a nebulous half-feeling that might be dreamily related to some half-formed notion of a concept. I must! Make! No thing! Only make!
Everything is boring. All activity is meaningless. I understand why Sherlock Holmes did cocaine.
#i have fics id really lioe to be working on#/i have a fibercraft project i Need to be working on/#ive had a drawing idea sitting in the back of my head for over a month#and yet#there’s bees in my brain (via @lollybliz)
YES. That’s it. The number of people tagging or replying to this like ‘yeah it sucks when you’re blocked on your projects’ or ‘yeah it sucks when you don’t have any new ideas’ or even ‘yeah it sucks when you’re too sick/sad/busy to work on the things’ no. No. That’s close, but no cigar. I have ideas. I have plans. I have projects in progress. I know exactly what the next step on each of them would be. No external or concrete factor is actually stopping me from working on any of them. Except. None of them are engaging or help reduce this feeling.
There’s just bees in my brain.
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