#dracothinks

I wish I could say that I’ve just been busy [and I have been] and that’s why my interaction on this website has become fleeting. I wish I could just say that I’ve been too tired and depressed [which I have been] to be on this website.

But while many new events have happened in my life, that isn’t the only case.

In the past couple of months, I’ve

become involved in my job and attempting to get further in it

Moved out of my house and on my own

finished a novel

started another

resumed work on a third

But these aren’t the only causes for my absence.

I remember a while ago, someone made a writeblr post about how the writeblr community was toxic. I thought it was absurd - I was in an active writeblr discord group. Surely, if we were so toxic, I wouldn’t be there.

But then I began to see what they meant.

I’ve not been happy with the writeblr community, and for the life of me I had a hard time understanding why. But now I think I get it. Sure, it might be a good jumping-off point for people, but also the misinformation and misconstrued ideals I’ve seen spread on a day to day basis just... Exhaust me. It’s exhausting having to see things I’ve learned over the years get twisted so egregiously. More than that, misunderstanding basic concepts like character-driven plots [which is NOT just “slice of life” like I’ve seen so many people think it is] and the like. it’s tiring.

Writeblr is not a community that I feel I can grow in, and I don’t feel like many other people can grow in it, either. I see a lot of talk but not a lot of action.

Going back to my writeblr discord adventures... It started off great, and it descended from there. Basic criticism was ignored or fought against with fury. Fights broke out over common-sense issues into the most inane fights I’ve ever been in. And it became very, very obvious very quickly that if you weren’t kissing ass, you were ignored.

That’s not a community I want a part in. It never has been.

I’m still on twitter and I’m fleetingly using Instagram. Facebook is a cesspool, but I still get something out of it.

I get nothing out of tumblr, or writeblr, anymore.

I won’t delete this account or any of my others. I just won’t post anything anymore. I’m not going to be here anymore. I gained nothing from writeblr. I’ve not really noticed anyone gain anything either. All of the friends I thought I made left at the first sign of opposition or just dropped me outright. 

That’s fine, of course. I’m not mad. I just understand this place is not for me and probably never has been. That’s okay, too.