Mmmh.

Le sigh.

Just a quick one this time… no writing update, just my state of mind. I can’t talk, so I write.

I’m overwhelmed.

There’s no other way to put it, and this isn’t a good thing. My head feels like it’s simultaneously exploding and being crushed, and my mind is doing that thing where it’s trying to run from what I’m trying to do.

Again.

Welcome to my life. My real life, the daily struggle I have with everything. Sometimes even breathing seems like too much effort, and right now, today? I’ve triggered myself. Or rather, an enjoyably part of my life that I was made to leave behind has reared up and reminded me quite sharply that I failed.

Don’t all gasp at once.

I failed something I’d been working towards for ten years, and I guess I’m not over it, and I don’t want to let it go. Couple that with the as-yet unshed tears at my nan’s passing, and the fact that one of my kids has moved away. Quadruple it with me recovering from a breakdown, not having enough money for my cat’s emergency surgery and throw in the constant failure to find work, and the terror and despair that comes with preparing and submitting each new application and what do we get?

We get me, on the edge of breaking again.

What’s worse is I’m too stubborn to show it, and so after writing this blog post I’ll go for a walk or have a shower, get myself under control, try not to throw up from anxiety and smile, like always.

There won’t be any tears, there will just be… this. Me, hiding behind a wall, so convinced I’ll fail everything that I’m too scared to even try. Yep, it’s definitely depressed hours. But don’t feel sorry for me, I really don’t want that… After all… I’ll be fine.

Instincts…

Oops

I think I did it again.

Moving on from the character biographies I was writing a few days ago (and bear in mind, these aren’t essays, merely 200-400 words per character), I decided to officially start on my world-building document. I have all of this information in my head for the trilogy I’m about to start writing, and as I got deeper into the character biographies, I realized I needed to write all of it down. If I didn’t, I was in danger of forgetting the little details I’d stumbled across.

You know the type, the tidbits of information your muses throw at you that just seem to fit.

So off I went, but before I got started, I thought I’d do a little google search on the how, when it came to constructing my worlds.

I won’t lie, it’s going to be convoluted.

…what I found, was that I was already doing everything the multiple blogs and writing pages told me to do, and I was doing it by instinct.

I already had a culture.

I already had a language (okay I didn’t make it up, it’s a legit dead language that I’m going to use).

I already have my villains and their reasons for what they’re going to do.

I have my real-life inspirations.

I have my twist on reality well thought out.

I have my reasons for why now and not in fifty years or some other seemingly random time period?

I have a couple of what ifs, a few plot twists, what things smell like, reasons why some of them can’t cook… and an opening for another trilogy, should I be lucky enough to be asked to do it (Hell, I’ll write it for myself).

I even have muse specific song lists that suit scenes that aren’t even written yet in my Spotify playlists.

The only thing I haven’t done is written it all down into anything that wasn’t the character bio. These things come to me while I’m out walking along the foreshore, having a conversation with someone, or yeah, in the wee hours of the morning while I’m trying to sleep.

There’s probably stuff I’ve missed, I’m not perfect. I’m not even writing this to brag that I’m some kind of amazing prophet when it comes to writing. My point, if I even have one, is that sometimes you’re doing it the ‘right’ way without even realizing there’s a technical way to do it. Technical might not be the right word there, but you get the idea… right? This isn’t a how-do, it’s more of a reflection on my part that I thought I’d share. A reflection of realization (again).

Sometimes your instincts are leading you in the right direction long before your mind is aware of it. If you’re lucky enough to have that happen, don’t waste time… go with it. Follow that path. Dive down the rabbit hole.

You never know where the road might lead.