It's been a minute.
Towards the end of 2020, I kind of lost my nerve to do a lot of things. I was lacking the confidence to actually create. I put aside everything: writing, music, drawing. I couldn't bring myself to do anything.
Honestly, it was because I thought I was lacking style. It's one of those things where I was looking at everyone else's work and not paying enough attention to my own.
I also had this overwhelming sense of imposter syndrome coupled with a bout of mid-holiday depression.
I finally settled on this: I may not create pretty things. I am going to create pretty interesting things.
It may be a little weird, but it will be mine.