“Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.”
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I apologize for the prolonged absence. Your dear Twisted Libra, although perpetually dreaming of life as a vampire, is actually just human. I go through my ups and downs just like anyone else. The last several weeks have been no exception. After writing so much in October, my mind honestly felt broken. I had nothing left to give, creatively speaking, but I figured I would relax for a few days and then continue populating my little cemetery with ghoulish delights. Then, that lovely chronic depression decided to rear its ugly head again. I should have been excited throughout November and December because my work was finally out there for y’all to enjoy. I wanted to be happy and productive, but I just…wasn’t. Depression is like that; it doesn’t follow a script, and it basically just comes and goes as it pleases. This time, in its wake, I was left with no motivation to write so much as a blog post. My soul had a lot to say, but my brain wouldn’t cooperate. It pretty much hijacked me and my voice with no warning.
This is not to say that I feel totally out of the woods yet. I just finally got the mental strength to pull myself back onto my social sites and try to reconnect. I still adore all my wicked little lovelies, and you are all welcome anytime inside these graveyard walls. I have no new stories, no new poems; I just wanted to let y’all know I am still here.
My full Twisted Libra Cemetery can be found here: https://www.twistedlibracemetery.com/?fbclid=IwAR0AGI0vyISEbqXCg9broFoVG-x79pt6DpnNwc6rWbvmGCqqg29wZtjTE4U