Feeling the Post-Holiday Depression? Me too.
- Blake Rice
- Jan 3, 2015
- 2 min read
After a very bumpy New Year's eve and day, thanks to the stomach flu and bronchitis combo, I am back at the helm of my computer, wheezing and sneezing and coughing, but writing nonetheless.
I am personally a bit of a grinch when it comes to the holidays, but this year was particularly wonderful for myself. It was perhaps the best, yet the strangest, holiday I've had in years, where everyone actually got along. It was great, and now that I'm back in the "rest of the year" swing of things, I'm enjoying the absence of Christmas music, but not the absence of people. As depressing as it is, I know I must keep writing, because that's simply what keeps me, as a person, going.
However, something new has come up in my life that should be great news is somewhat preventing me from writing anything in my fiction novels. I'm having a bit of a jealous friend moment here, when I should be super proud instead... My best friend has been catapulted to the top of literary latter, so to speak. Her work is being featured on one of our favorite author-promoting sites, and I'm not really surprised; hell, she's half-way to being published. But it makes me wonder, will I ever make it that far? It worries me that all of my writing will be all for naught.
If any of you out there are feeling this same depressed, confused envy, send me a message in the contact section of this site, and tell me what you use as motivation when you feel like you might not be going anywhere in respects to your writings.
I think what will keep me going through these moments of weakness is that I know that I don't write just to get followers. I don't write to make others happy. I write to make myself happy; I write to keep myself breathing and as close to sane as I can get. I will never stop writing, even if nobody ever reads my works.
So there.
Cheers1
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