So…you guys have probably heard about me reading an entire graphic novel in one sitting and not writing a review for it like I normally would. The book was an easy five star read, don’t get me wrong. But I’ve been reevaluating my creative workload lately and how I budget my spoons. Part of the reason why I burned out so easily was because creative work felt like an obligation rather than something I do because I love it. That’s what writing reviews has become for me: a must rather than a want. The idea of being required to do something has made me want to do it less. Yes, my reviews can be thoughtful and thorough, but not enough to where I feel like I HAVE to do it whenever I complete a book or movie. Can’t I just read and watch things for fun anymore? If I was a professional reviewer, it’d be a different story. But as it is, I just all of the sudden fell out of love with writing reviews. Once you as an artist realize that you don’t owe the world anything, the burden of the grind becomes lighter and lighter. Does any of this make sense? I’m sorry if you guys were expecting something big, but this is where I’m at right now. Thanks for understanding.
Published on June 21, 2023 18:50