Listening to: Therion - Poupee de Cire
Watching: The 100
It saddens me that this place is no longer as relevant as it used to be, before Facebook and Instagram and Twitter took over.
I am to blame as well; I haven't lived up to the promise of staying active on this particular platform.
Because, you know.
The same excuse we give when we keep postponing meeting with a person. Life. As if expressing yourself artistically or through writing isn't part of it.
In my defense, I got married last September, and marriage does take up a lot of your time. It is an emotional, physical, spiritual, and physical commitment. You are still an individual, but you don't have as many silent moments to indulge in creative endeavors. Those moments are rare, stolen fragments of shadows, in your new world of light.
Perhaps there isn't enough sadness anymore to fuel those creative juices. Because I have always written best in my darkest moments.
So, until the next descent.
My third book is brewing very, very slowly.
On a side note, I haven't stopped globetrotting. I still feel the need to explore new horizons and scatter my heart all over the planet. Thankfully, my sense of Adventure is still strong.
Be well, my sweets. Be passionate and giving, but not weak. Do not let anybody walk all over you.