My mind is... so very strange sometimes. On occasion, I can go for weeks and weeks feeling like I'm a talentless hack and oh, why am I even pretending to be good at anything when every idea I have turns out to be flat and boring and as formulaic as porridge -
- and then I have times like right now, when I'm simultaneously running three different projects, doing quite well on all of them (I can't say "doing really well" because even if it might be true, my very subjective Inner Critic is a relentless perfectionist), enjoying everything, brain sparking new and shiny things every time I turn around.
And I just added another project to the pile. Not only do I have my fairytale (dubbed
The Witch and the Wishing Tree, first draft almost done, in need of a harsh edit) and my webcomic and my survival horror (
The Night The World Went Dark - talked about it at length in my last post) - now, my fevered imagination has decided to return to the world of fanfic, which I thought I had if not abandoned, then at least deliberately lost on the way home.
( The blame can, as always, be placed on Square-Enix ) Current Mood: bubblyCurrent Music: "Tango Till They're Sore" - Tom Waits