I'm in that weird space where I'm still figuring out what I'm trying to create and where and how.
I was fired last month. Well, my job was cut but it sure felt like a firing. And it made me wonder if maybe I'm not cut out for all this. If I'm forcing myself to do the wrong thing because I think I should. Granted few people have such choices and options before them, and we're not really those people, but right now I sort of have one. I could spend months sending out CVs to get another job that may or may not 'let me go' out of the blue. Or. Or I could pour everything I have into making something and maybe, just maybe, people will like it.
On an more positive note, I've had some interest in writing for the magazine from some terrifically creative people, which is so encouraging, humbling, terrifying! (You can find out more about it all on the website which I'm also still working on: www.unfinishedtearoom.co.uk/readme)
I also made a thing for my cats that's a bridge and a hammock.
And I finished The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet by Becky Chambers during the Easter weekend. This book is more fantastic than everyone else has already said. It 's the sort of story I wish I wrote and says the sorts of things I want to say, one day. I can't recommend it enough, or wait for more. (There's a sneak peek of Becky's next book here: www.hodderscape.co.uk/cover-reveal-a-closed-and-common-orbit-by-becky-chambers)
She also wrote this (and more, the rest at: www.hodderscape.co.uk/becky-chambers-on-writing)
Go make your thing, even if you have no idea how to get started, even if you have no idea where it will take you. My bet is it’ll be somewhere pretty great. That’s true even if this particular thing doesn’t quite work out. At the very, very least, it’ll teach you something that will help you make the next thing, and the thing after that, and so on and so on, until you’re standing atop a giant glorious pile of things the world has never seen before — some broke and busted, others pure gold, all wholly yours.
So submit that manuscript. Record that song. Construct that cosplay. Bake the most daring pie of all time (and save me a slice, please). Do your thing. Nobody else can do it for you. I may not know who you are, but I know you can do it. You’ve got your sign. Take it and run.