Magickal Realism

I am first and foremost a writer. I am a writer before I’m a perfumer, before I was ever a witch, before I was born, for all I know. And because of that, I’m having a small epiphany:
I can’t just make time to write. I have to put writing first. That’s what starting this whole strange process with the Artist’s Way has been about - removing my creative block and putting myself on track as a writer. That I want to do two million other things is just an extension of being a writer - because writers create characters, we conceivably actually get to be two million other things even if it is oddly vicarious. I have to remind myself that out of all the people I’ve known since childhood, I am the closest to my dreams. While I know there are those who would be ragingly jealous and hoping I fall flat on my face, I prefer to think that those perceptive enough to recognize my potential are still rooting for me.

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This doesn’t rule out trying and being those other things - actress, small-time athlete, warlord, comedian - it just means that writing is and always will be my path to it. What kind of writing doesn’t even matter - it’s OK to write fanfic, because it helps me with my entirely original works. Derivative work isn’t automatically non-creative. It’s just derivative. Sometimes, it’s OK to be derivative if it gets you to go somewhere original.

Now that I know this about myself, some decisions need to be made about my writing and how I go about it. Perfume work and promotion will take place in the last half of the day. They are lower priority, though still important. Writing and self-care take place in the first half. My relationship, of course, is part of the center.

I’m so glad I’ve chosen Mike over everything. There aren’t words for how right he has made things for me.