3 hours ago
Sunday, December 18, 2016
The Five Stages...
I finished a short story. This is the first story I've written (started and completed) since the vile one won the election.
I might be emerging from the depression stage. MAYBE.
Whether it's a good story or not, meh -- I'm still deep enough in the depression stage that everything looks terrible. But it's a competent story, and it's finished. I'll take that.
The trouble with leaving depression is that I'm supposed to move onto the acceptance. And frankly, yeah, I don't see how to do that. Accept Trump as our president? What are you, nuts?