These past couple months have been… Rough. They’ve been really rough for everyone, myself included. It’s hard not to be affected when the world is on fire, the country is collapsing, everything is closed and/or cancelled, and everyone is fighting. I thought I wasn’t really affected, given my daily routine is pretty introverted, but it turns out that all of this hubbub happening in the world put a real damper on my creative ability. Writing has slowed; I sat down to write a few pages and ended up stopping after a paragraph, haven’t picked it up in weeks. Drawing has almost come to a halt; I started an oil painting with high hopes of having it finished quickly, but I petered out fast.