It’s fascinating to me how creativity works differently in different people.
Throughout the pandemic, it seems like people kind of went in two directions: some used it to power through their writing as they lost themselves in worlds of their own creation, while others were so overwhelmed by the world around them that they creatively shut down, unable to put more than a word or two down on social media, let alone toward a book.
And I think that community events like Queer the Shelves, like the various Pride events happening around the world, like the smaller, more intimate events like the LGBTQ Heritage Awards or local book events, are so important.
They bring together both groups. Those who dropped into their own worlds are brought back into this one to find a warm welcome and people who are excited about what they managed to create. Then there are those others who are immersed once again in the beauty of what it means to be a creative person in the LGBTQ book sphere, which is filled with open, intelligent, fun, witty people ready to show them that the world is healing.
I’m not sure what camp I fell into throughout the pandemic; I’m not a terribly social person anyway, and I’m often in my own little world. But I’m very much looking forward to seeing old friends and meeting new readers. And, yeah, I’ll be happy to be part of the awesome community of the LGBTQ book world. We’re not alone, and how cool is that?