Sometimes I grieve all the lost time I could’ve been writing and creating. But sometimes I think of how much I’ve improved and learned and grown as a person in that time. I simply was not capable of writing twenty years ago what I am today. It isn’t that it would (necessarily) have been worse, but different. In a way, I’m proud of this new person and excited to see what they might create. I’m a better person and a better friend (I hope), so maybe, for me, that time has been required to make me a better writer. So I try to think the time hasn’t been wasted, I’ve just been percolating.
Love the fuck-this-bullshit take on feeling like it's too late and getting bogged down by regret. Reading your post, and then pondering it all afternoon, I realize that when I asked the question that prompted this post, I was under the illusion that I'm "behind" or that I'm too old. It's ridiculous, really—I'm the age I am now, with all my experiences that brought me here, and everything that I've gathered along the way is fuel for that creative fire now, today. So, the issue isn't about grief, as it turns out—it's about dispensing with any bullshit that holds us back, as you've so beautifully and vividly expressed it. Thanks for writing this post, Sonal!
I feel this one so hard. I started saying "I'm too old for this shit" after I turned 50, but let's be real: I was too old for it long before then. Now it's like "Fuck literally all of this shit, I'm gonna go write something."
"Listen to the little spark, and feed it until it burns brightly enough to burn the whole world down." DAMN, THAT'S GOOD. And so very timely for so many of us. Thank you for this joyful and invigorating read, Sonal. In my 50th year, I can't be more grateful and fulfilled to finally pull back the curtains and let my creative self shine through. It has been a life-changing experience for me. In fact, I'm shutting down my computer now to go look for a box of matches!
Wow, Sonal! This is 🔥🔥!! Needed to hear exactly this today. (Or fifty years ago, but better now than never!) Thank you! ☄️☄️👏👏
Sometimes I grieve all the lost time I could’ve been writing and creating. But sometimes I think of how much I’ve improved and learned and grown as a person in that time. I simply was not capable of writing twenty years ago what I am today. It isn’t that it would (necessarily) have been worse, but different. In a way, I’m proud of this new person and excited to see what they might create. I’m a better person and a better friend (I hope), so maybe, for me, that time has been required to make me a better writer. So I try to think the time hasn’t been wasted, I’ve just been percolating.
Love the fuck-this-bullshit take on feeling like it's too late and getting bogged down by regret. Reading your post, and then pondering it all afternoon, I realize that when I asked the question that prompted this post, I was under the illusion that I'm "behind" or that I'm too old. It's ridiculous, really—I'm the age I am now, with all my experiences that brought me here, and everything that I've gathered along the way is fuel for that creative fire now, today. So, the issue isn't about grief, as it turns out—it's about dispensing with any bullshit that holds us back, as you've so beautifully and vividly expressed it. Thanks for writing this post, Sonal!
“This is a wild dance on the plains…”. That line alone ❤️
So good Sonal. Yeah. Can-do and fuck-you are both here for project of birthing art 🌹🐈⬛🌻
I feel this one so hard. I started saying "I'm too old for this shit" after I turned 50, but let's be real: I was too old for it long before then. Now it's like "Fuck literally all of this shit, I'm gonna go write something."
"Listen to the little spark, and feed it until it burns brightly enough to burn the whole world down." DAMN, THAT'S GOOD. And so very timely for so many of us. Thank you for this joyful and invigorating read, Sonal. In my 50th year, I can't be more grateful and fulfilled to finally pull back the curtains and let my creative self shine through. It has been a life-changing experience for me. In fact, I'm shutting down my computer now to go look for a box of matches!