Another long interval between posts, and I find myself almost world-weary. A more-than-full-time schedule at school, unrequited love and my own personal demons have left me exhausted, stressed, worn out. Amidst it all, I have little time to write, or little time that I decide to spend writing. I wonder if that is part of my recent instability. Regardless, I am here now, and even though I am not writing fiction, my sentiments make it to the page.

There is a point in my imaginings where I can think no more. My mind goes blank as if flooded by sap and I feel almost as if I may faint. I have come to call this going thoughtblind.

I've been doing a little thinking, or been meaning to do a little thinking, on what sort of things I want to talk about on Runicfire. I get the idea I already know what I want, it's just taking a while for the words to catch up.

I have to admit: as a writer, I still haven't fully developed a creative process. What I do have fluctuates and changes, often depending upon what book on creativity I happen to be reading.

In recent weeks, in response to the arrests of several artists for making "indecent" paintings in public, artists in India led a protest against the trend established by the countries conservative forces. The same article from the BBC detailing this also had a section where people could add their opinions. Many were in favor of the artists and freedom of expression. I would, however, like to draw your attention to some of the other comments on that page: