as part of therapy recently, I've had to think back to a time and place where I felt truly comfortable, and the first place that came to mind was a café in my hometown where I spent a good few years just relaxing and writing before I went to uni. It was during that time that I really came to love writing, and realised that it might be enough for me to finish a three-year course in, and I always ended up associating that atmosphere with creativity, to the point that I'll actively drink certain types of tea when I want to be creative - they're the ones I had there the most often.
Unrelated, I saw a bunch of posts flying around the other day about NaNoRenO and I've vaguely poked at VN writing before (I love playing them, but there's always been this disconnect between my writing & my love of VNs, mostly in that I'm terrible at long-form prose and stuck to poetry - and entirely rhyming poetry at that - instead of really delving into novels and such)
Unrelated unrelated, I've started work on a ridiculously long poem now that offers some path choices and bad endings. We'll see if I actually manage to get it done within a month, but if nothing else, I'm glad to be back doing what I do best instead of trying to fit any kind of expectations or preferences of others