Night of the Living Dead
This post is not to announce a follow-up story to Zombiewatch - I did that months ago.
This post is about the deterioration of the state of my mental health, after four nights of no sleep, I feel like one of the zombies in The Walking Dead.
Where I once had the fire that fuelled my writing, now there is only a cold dark void - a void that saps what energy I have left to feed an ever growing belief that I was wrong to try to become a writer.
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