Stagnation

I’ve hit a point in my writing, especially with poetry, where there is a wall. It’s blocking my artistic expression. I’ve tried repeatedly to write poetry, to form some words in my brain that make the dopamine go, but so far all I can manage to write are journal entries and non-fiction pieces about kink, most of which I don’t want to post here. So, my readers, I’m still alive, still here, but in a period of stagnation. I wish you all happy reading and writing until we meet again.