Attention Whore Season 2: Whore Harder · 4:56pm May 3rd, 2015
It begins.
I was just given drawing lessons, the problem it was from a children's book (Labeled Beginner) and I am not a child or a beginner. I have already had a showing at the local church I go to. Do the people in charge of the stupid Hab Center for the Disabled happen to like insulting the intelligence of their clients? This and the lack of paying work is why I want to be someone else, I have received actual instruction from contemporary artist on both realistic and abstract work.
I am not a "kid."
Special thanks to Ghost of Heraclitus for some of the quotes I use in this
This one's going to be the first work of mine that gets officially endorsed by the groups I'm working with, which is pretty exciting. It's the difference between being an all-the-time political blogger to being a full-time political writer!
............... That is all.
So much bullshit going on in my life right now. Looks like all my serious writing, and especially reviewing, is going to be on hold for a while. No clue how long, but definitely for the near future. This sucks.
Parents, parents, parents. Mothers in particular. Have absolutely no idea the effort and work that goes into a hobby like writing childrens stories. It’s almost cute…
Until they commission you.
“Can you write little [insert neighbours child here] a story and make a hardback of it?”
“Erm, sure, I think I can do that.”
“Can you have it done before christmas?”
…
It's absolutely that time of year again. The kiddies are all leaving school, and they need to get their jollies somehow, so they fuck around in the interest of getting people to look at them. Sometimes that involves faking terminal illnesses, critical injuries, suicide attempts, rapes, or even just parental restrictions. Sometimes that involves indignant outrage over a thing that may or may not involve the person in question, which then quickly becomes ABOUT that person anyway as they go about
christian and gay? hell yeahhhhhh
(ha. that was a pun.)
I was planning on making a summer retrospective blog when I had the time, and maybe put out a few reviews on some of the many horse books I’ve accumulated throughout the pandemic. I’m almost as behind on those as I am with revising my to-be-printed works and writing my ongoing stories.
I'll spare you the wall of text by linking you a google doc that has said wall of text.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/10NNHgZOW4Rz9DhCtzjUsa-ZZcR9jv1VmQqdFLDfvWpY/edit?usp=sharing
But basically it's unbelievable that after this whole year of being desensitized to this circus parade of a presidential election, this is what fucking sends me reeling. Unforgivable.
Why the fuck is my mood going to crap when my life is so much better than it has been in a while? I'm slowly losing my patience. I don't condone bullshit of any kind, and I can only put up with it for so long. I'm angry and crying at the same time and it's making my head hurt. I just want the truth, even if it's something I don't want to hear. I'm a big girl. I don't need things sugarcoated. As long as it's honest, it's OK. Tell me that I'm a bitch, or that I try too hard. It's
Join Sweetie Belle as she stops Twilight from killing Twilight with Twilight's magic! Does that sound stupid/ridiculous/silly/fun? Good, because it is!
Go ham, my friends. Apparently regular updates means "updates whenever I remember it exists." Which was today! Yay! I'll try to be better about this, I promise. We're in for a ride!