I had grand plans for my current and future writing projects. I visualised novels, screenplays and another collection of poetry, thinking it was just a matter of time before these would come to completion. Unfortunately my mental health reminded me that things are always subject to change, that no real plan can really be made. ​

As it stands at the present moment, I’m no longer able to work on the novels that I had wanted to get published or self-publish and the future ideas that are always calling to me. I’ve written four novels thus far and have been circulating my work with agents, but all of that seems to be a closed door right now. 

My works of poetry have also suffered because of my mental health - the pressure I’d put myself under and being unable to compare myself to others, which came with it’s own stresses. The reason I started writing poetry was to have an outlet for my mental health and ironically it’s now having a direct impact on me in that area. 

Everything in regards to my writing seems to be up in the air. I’m not sure what’s next. I am going to publish a zine hopefully in the coming weeks, which I had worked on a while back, that will be available from my etsy store. I still write poetry here or there, but it’s about taking it day by day and if these writings inspire another collection or more zines great, if not, I have to be OK with that too.

This phase of my life seems to be a lesson on letting go of expectations and in some ways it’s helping me to be more in present awareness and less in my head all the time. It looks as if this blog is shaping into being a kind of journal, so perhaps I can try and continue posting on here when I’m able to for those who are reading. 

Right now I’m thinking of making a post on writing advice. Of course there’s plenty of advice available out there, but I thought it might be nice to share my take on a few things I’ve come across and learned along my creative journey. 

until next time…

hardit.