Forcing myself to get back to what's needed
Let's just say that being sick all of last week really sucked. But at the same time, it also helped me realize that I've someone been wasting a lot of my time lately. I don't just mean at school because that's just one of those things that I need to do because I'm here (it's a responsibility), but for those that know me, I'm a lover of online computer games, and that's sort of consumed me lately. I've been playing Star Wars Galaxies, which is not a great game, but it gives me a chance to roleplay certain characters and bring humor to wherever it is I'm playing. I just realized last night, while roleplaying a hermit that stands outside the gates of Anchorhead (an established city in the game) and yells at everyone because city people are evil, that even though I was getting a lot of people to laugh (and when they would wander down and talk with me) also giving me the chance to create bizarre stories on the spot, I was doing a disservice to myself.

You see, I'm a fiction writer. I write novels and short stories. But while I'm playing a game like this, THIS is where my creativity ends up taking place. And that's where it ends. I've discovered I'm not doing any real writing other than those snippets in the game, and that's about it.

So, I closed my accounts of the game this morning, and I'm now catching up on a lot of other things that need done, and then I'm going back to focusing on my writing, and that writing career I keep fantasizing about.

Stumble It!