I tend to worry about my inspiration a lot. A couple of years ago, back when I played WoW, I could RP for weeks and weeks on end and would never get burned out or tired of it. I'd only stop if other people were around and would level alts or quest...only to jump right back into it. The last two years or so I have random periods where I flounder. It's like my brain locks my inspiration/ideas/etc. for roleplay behind a door with a coded combination. Sometimes I can open it back up quickly...other times it can take days or even weeks. It makes me insecure about starting up RP or RPing with others longterm because I worry about when one of those spurts might hit and how long they may last.
I get redundant with some of my word choice. I don't mean to do it, but later I'll look back on my writing and heavily criticize it. 'Ugh, I used 'little bit' and 'softly' too many times in that damn post. Good going.'
I enjoy writing darker themes mixed with fluff and happiness to create a balance of hope and despair in much of my writing. Sometimes I lean towards one or the other depending on how the aforementioned inspiration is doing. Then I get fidgety and fret over whether I'm doing too much or too little of one or the other.
Time. I am poly and have two relationships, work as a nanny for a couple of households, help with storylines and events as well as play other games. Even when I warn people about having delicate spurts of time available, I still sometimes get those messages of 'you never spend enough time with me'. Nowadays they don't happen as often and when they do? I usually just block the person unless they approach the subject in a cordial/respectful way. But these days it's one of the things I'm paranoid the most about.
I get redundant with some of my word choice. I don't mean to do it, but later I'll look back on my writing and heavily criticize it. 'Ugh, I used 'little bit' and 'softly' too many times in that damn post. Good going.'
I enjoy writing darker themes mixed with fluff and happiness to create a balance of hope and despair in much of my writing. Sometimes I lean towards one or the other depending on how the aforementioned inspiration is doing. Then I get fidgety and fret over whether I'm doing too much or too little of one or the other.
Time. I am poly and have two relationships, work as a nanny for a couple of households, help with storylines and events as well as play other games. Even when I warn people about having delicate spurts of time available, I still sometimes get those messages of 'you never spend enough time with me'. Nowadays they don't happen as often and when they do? I usually just block the person unless they approach the subject in a cordial/respectful way. But these days it's one of the things I'm paranoid the most about.
