Hey all.
I’ve been writing a novel recently - I’m only 2200 words in. It feels like so little and so much at the same time.
Until I graduated college, I loved writing. Reading, too. Then, it feels like my ADHD got much worse and I lost all the passion I had for both. I had about a year of really intense depression while trying to find my first job during COVID. I had basically written nothing for almost three years up until recently. I started, and did not finish, a short story, and am working now on this “novel”. The problem is that I love writing in the abstract, I love putting words together in interesting ways and telling a story. But I can’t stop looking at the word count and feeling hopeless. I can’t stop feeling like there’s no point to any of it because my writing is shit. I feel like all of my passion has just left and I don’t know how to get it back, but I desperately want it back.
This isn’t a question, really, despite the title. I guess I needed to vent and know if I’m not alone in having experienced this.
Keep on writing that first draft, even if it turns out bad or terribly disjointed — I’m 35000 words into my own novel and it sucks majorly and is totally out of order, but that’s for me to fix later in the next drafts