on the impulse to write
Ever since I quit (popular) social media, the impulse to write sprang up from me.
This impulse isn't understated -- I am perpetually in hot pursuit of ideas, jotting down things I've read or connecting observations.
Countless times I have jolted up in the middle of the night, wrote an idea and laughed at my drunken sentences in the morning.
I spent a lot of time smothering this impulse, mainly exploiting it for essays or presentations. When I tried to write creatively, the ideals were lofty: a whole book or comic.
Even with my hopes (slightly) dashed, this urge will not leave me! I really, really want to write a short story. My ideas have a tantalizing veneer, but thinking about the mechanics of it all is a bit difficult.
It feels as though I am forcing it, maybe I am in a season of observation?
This is where the "jotting down" happens. I made the wallet myself!