This website was once the most important thing in my life. I spent endless hours in my journal, crafting what became the posts that you now read here. Most nights out of the many saw me sitting with my thoughts, my feelings, trying to find a way to make them sound pretty, or painstakingly pull them apart to examine the grotesque. But in recent months I’ve seemed to lose all hope of regaining the passion for the art of writing that I once clung to as though a life raft. I imagine this can be attributed to the brutal reality of attempting to maintain stability in an incredibly hostile economy. Or perhaps I’m not the writer I considered myself to be. Either way, I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s time to shutter the Somewhere, Nowhere project and move on. Still, a part of me will always live here, a small website with a few readers, where we found Somewhere, Nowhere. Thank you for all of it. ♡
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I hope this spurs you on to your next creative project, whatever that may be. But do not sell yourself and your writing short. Everything is the result of causes and conditions and if you haven't been able to enter the writing space recently, it is because that hasn't been fed, which is very easy to happen in the society and culture that values materialism so much it wants you to work yourself to death just to survive. If you ever want to talk writing, let me know. I've struggled with getting back to that passion many times, but if it's really there you'll find a way. I recently experimented with full days where I never turn on my phone or computer or device of any sort. At first my brain panics, then it starts to breath, then the creative side of things start to blossom again. Tech is destroying our ability to think expansively. Whatever you do, find joy wherever you can, even in small dribbles, and keep going. The fire is still inside somewhere.