I'm very, very sorry. A declaration like that typed out on a phone in front of a river is very scary. As an author who wanted to have his blog either be for comedy or stories, I feel it was very rude to drop that out of nowhere.
Also, not dead.
So, I made the schedule, and I try to follow it as best as i can, otherwise I would never ever EVER have written almost 200k words, but sometimes stuff just happens.
That stuff being my group mate's loading a lot of work my way, not that I mind, I rather like doing this stuff, but it has been very time consuming, and coupled with what I think is a writer's block, I haven't written very much. I'm not going to be able to make it till Sunday. I need more time.
OKAY SO!
Ha ha! Regarding the TEK updates, when I said I’d totally have a new chapter next week, and then three chapters on Halloween, I didn’t think about how that meant four chapters in the span of two weeks SO HAHA! Please ignore that, even though I’m still planning on updating this week/the next. Just one chapter, though. Not four. Unless you want outlines in which case I can totally do that. But if not, the other three chapters will probs come during the first few weeks of November.
This sounds horrible, but how do I stop caring so much? Everything is just breaking my heart and I'm shutting down and also stress eating. I'm so fucking privileged yet I do jack shit with it and just watch suffering all over the world from the comfort of my unaffected fortress. I hate myself so much.
How do I stop caring?
Hello my lovely readers. Allow me to take a small break from talking about Danganronpa or Star Trek to announce that I am a judge for EileenSaysHi's Spring Fling Contest. What is this contest, you might ask?
RIP My old laptop. My new one isn't completely set up yet and ready for writing, so I've got the old one up one last time. I typed over a million words on this thing, amassed hundreds of memes, bookmarked too many goddamn things, and fumed at poorly written Netflix drivel on this idiot hunk of plastic. I covered it with far too many stickers, let my cats near it far too many times, and dropped it once or twice. The keyboard is pretty funky too, if I do say so myself because everyone who has
It's probably been a while, or maybe I'm just too quiet lately. I'm not sure. Either way, let's talk story updates. Even though I can't write in the same way I used to (mostly because I'd need, like, more three of me to keep up with all the shit I want to do in general) I've still been getting stuff done! It may not be three stories updating near-monthly or a hecking bunch of more substantial new one-shots popping out every few weeks, but it's something. Get those below the break!
Stereo CS-9989
RAINBOW DASH
WHAT AM I? WHAT ARE YOU?Produced by Jack Gold - Arranged and Conducted by Michel Legrand - Sound Supervision: Warren Vincent - Engineering: Frank Laico, Stan Weiss, Stan Tonkel, and Jack Friedman
SIDE 1 - WHAT AM I? WHAT ARE YOU? - WALK A MILE IN MY SHOES - THE FIRST TIME EVER I SAW YOUR FACE - WHEN I WALK WITH YOU - OH! DARLING - MY WAY (ASCAP)
I have a boyfriend
Like
I asked him out at 1:30am this morning
So yeah.
How was your guys's Christmas?
So I poured myself some whiskey and what felt like two seconds later, my dad came into the room where I was drinking. I was sitting at the dinner table and put the glass between my legs. When I miraculously had the chance, I ran up to my room and finished the whiskey. Now I'm drunk. I feel pretty chill but know I'm gonna feel like shit tomorrow. I normally stick to a finger to a finger and a half of whiskey, but this time I had about 2 fingers. Wow I'm trash.
This Isn't War is not a story about suicide, you brainless, cynical wastrels.
why is that even still in my calendar
uuuuuuuuhh
feel free to leave questions ig? i'm likely gonna be super bored later [unless some stuff happens idk] so i'll prob pop on again and answer them [i'd also be down to just like, conversing or smth]
also like
what are we feeling for what to do while i'm here all day in May? i have no plans it some times it feels like it's coming fast haha
It's risky business, going out your door.
And here I am, doing it again!
Just finished packing, and I'm gonna catch my flight out in a few hours, and then, day after tomorrow, it's Ciderfest time, baby!
And hey, if you haven't heard, I'm gonna be a Community Guest this year![/preen]
7:30 am: Still can't sleep. Get out of bed, take shower.
8:30 am: Check computer.
9:15 am: Go to Denny's.
10 am: Regret going to Denny's.
10:40 am: Finally get back to room and change into real clothes for the day.
11:00 am: Make note of which episodes that Larson and Rogers worked on so I can reference it during panel to maybe ask for questions or elaborations from stuff they worked on.
11:15 am: Get to room for first panel. See Xepher and meet Pen Stroke.
Surgery happened. I lived, bitch. Woo. I slept most of the those 48 hours afterward because holy fuck there was pretty much nothing else I could do. Also, The Shining is an absolute mess of a book. Don't touch it; it's not good, I promise. (I could spend like six hours saying why, but I won't; that's not the painkillers talking either.)
So, tomorrow, after seven years and some change, I am finally moving out of my parent's home and out of my adoptive home state of Louisiana.
The graphics rotating around the image are Gallifreyan from Doctor Who. There's an awesome 'site that has a Gallifreyan language translator. You type in what you want it to say and it spits it out in this beautiful, circular language. I threw it into Photoshop behind the image and animated the rotation.