Dont Think I Want To. Idk ! - Tumblr Posts
❛ See, the problem is… I’ve had these characters in my head for two going on three years, writing for my own enjoyment. My inspiration comes and goes in sporadic bouts, leading to phases of intense investment followed by periods of inactivity. When you write, you inevitably infuse parts of yourself into your work, which brings a sense of vulnerability. All my shit is deeply personal to me. Graphics, writing, whatever it is, it’s me. I have gotten so comfortable in my own ‘ delusion ‘ and my own world building and connections for this specific body of work… creating and doing it for the consumption of others means dealing with people’s selfishness, things not resonating or being received how they should be, and all around— accepting the fact that people might not appreciate the effort and personal connection behind it.
Like yeah people will support a story, they’ll engage, some might be vultures and steal, whatever it is, but to them these are just stories. For me it’s specific memories tied to a lot of these scenes, chapters, paragraphs, whatever you wanna call it. I don’t know if I’m ready to give up the escapism I find in just doing shit for me. I like the exclusivity because I can be raw, imperfect and honest without all the trouble or extra noise.
ALSO WANT TO ADD: Nowadays, it’s even more challenging to write FOR AN AUDIENCE because people’s attention spans are fried and their selfishness means they seldom invest time in reading anybody else’s work anymore. You can’t make people care about your characters like they used to because they are too preoccupied with their own books and tryna write shit for themselves. The writer to reader ratio is fucked a lil bit.
