Go you! It's not so much a "time of forgetting" for me as it's a time of "I have to mow the 1 acre of grass twice a week, the chicken coop needs fixing, the garden needs tending, and I keep getting calls to go investigate some Sasquatch hotspot."
Nothing wrong with that. Writing output doesn't have to be a dead-level constant all year round. Writers have to fit writing around real life (or vice versa) pretty much 365/24/7. Every season has the potential of being a time of forgetting and lot depends on the individual writer, their circumstances, and their locale. The blanket "time of great forgetting" trope assumes a universality not extant.
Way to turn it around!
Go you! It's not so much a "time of forgetting" for me as it's a time of "I have to mow the 1 acre of grass twice a week, the chicken coop needs fixing, the garden needs tending, and I keep getting calls to go investigate some Sasquatch hotspot."
Nothing wrong with that. Writing output doesn't have to be a dead-level constant all year round. Writers have to fit writing around real life (or vice versa) pretty much 365/24/7. Every season has the potential of being a time of forgetting and lot depends on the individual writer, their circumstances, and their locale. The blanket "time of great forgetting" trope assumes a universality not extant.