Wrizzit
For everything, down to the scribbles.
For everything, down to the scribbles.
Well, I am back. I didn't go far; I was just offline for a bit. Writing is still hard since Mom died in March. I am barely keeping up with my newsletter and other writing let alone trying to figure out what to post here on a new writing site. But I have had one of my older stories on the brain; one that I shelved some years ago when I was rock bottom with my depression and would love to revive and post somewhere. It doesn't vibe with my Substack of mystery and true crime. It's a story about a girl who wants to be a rock star and her friends who all go through trauma, addiction, relationship problems, break ups, all while in a band together. A coming of age meets journey to fame mixed with deep personal problems. I just took an hour long walk and spent it daydreaming about this story. Maybe I need a break from the norm?
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I’m sorry for your loss. It’s hard to lose a parent. My dad passed some years ago, yet it’s still upsetting to think about it sometimes. Your story sounds interesting, and I’m curious to see how that will develop. Breaking from the norm can be a good thing, if it feels right to you. Always go with that gut feeling.

I am sorry for your loss as well. Grief never truly goes away; we just learn to live with it. I hope I can figure this story out and get something written for it - I would love to be able to post it here and share it and eventually publish it. I really believe in it and sometimes writing experience and maturity can make a big difference when returning to old stories.