Moczo

So.

I suppose by this point my relative lack of both updates and activity has probably been noticed. I suppose an explanation is in order.

I'm fucking exhausted.

... what, you wanted more? Sure.

I've recently been dealing with some issues, both career related and health related, that have quite simply destroyed my energy levels. It's not that I don't have ideas, and it's definitely not that I don't want to write. I just... can't. At all. Creativity takes energy that I don't have anymore. I feel like I have a blanket of steel wool wrapped around my brain almost 24/7. I have no passion, no inspiration, I can't focus my mind on anything or get up any sort of enthusiasm. The words simply do not come.

I am taking steps to remedy this. I'm cutting back hours at the soul-sucking Hell that is my workplace, and looking to take up a part-time position to fill the void that should hopefully allow me a little less oppressive atmosphere. And I'm in talks with my doctor, running the usual tests, and hopefully that will turn up something. Because I want to write. God, I miss writing. Telling stories is something I've always loved. I just... I just can't do it right now.

So I apologize to all my readers, and thank you so much for your patience. Whilst I might claim that I deeply love to torment you all, I... well, I do love to torment you, but I prefer to do it with writing, not lack of writing.

And hopefully, in the next few weeks, I'll be able to do that again.