realising how much of my life im wasting bc i dont have a proper job i dont make that much money i cant drive i dont go anywhere im too scared to do literally anything. ill never be able to move out bc i will Not be able to live independently so im just stuck here. where every day has been exactly the facking same for the last three years and its not gonna be any different because there is Nothing i can do to change it
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Adventures in object permanence and not fucking having any: Christmas edition
Husband's Xmas present came in the mail today. My afternoon plan had been to wrap presents, so I put it on the table to wrap first. So that was at like, 7am.
But by the afternoon, I had forgotten why it seemed to imoortant to wrap gifts - I still have time to mail them out to Kentucky, why was it such a big deal? I wanted to shower and make cookies instead so that's what I did.
Then Husband came home and squeaked and covered his eyes and that is when I remembered the three foot long box sitting unwrapped on the table I have been walking past since 7am. Which has ceased to exist to me until he said something.
At least I don't have to wrap it now???
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I read a 300-ish page book the other day, after not reading a lot of pro-fiction in a while, and it was like... pretty much just Fine in terms of the pacing and how polished it was. I could see the bits where the author was handwaving and trying to get something ticked off to move on to the next scene. It was mostly a pretty decent read and there was a lot I liked about it, but it was solidly mid and I was suprised that it had been published by a Big 5 publishing house when I got to the end and realised it wasn't an indie.
To be clear, this isn't a "which proves fic is better than books" thing, I was just kind of pleasantly surprised that you can get a good-enough-but-not-amazing-and-kinda-sloppy book professionally published in this day and age and have decent ratings on Amazon and GoodReads.
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I've been trying to figure out pricings for offering some writing commissions, along with setting up a ko-fi to accept payment and tips. I'm thinking something like a $1 every 100 words? So it would be $10 per 1,000 words.
that seems to be about standard for writing comms from what I've seen here on tumblr.
The paid for words would act like a minimum wordcount that you would be guaranteed to recieve, and words I write over what's paid for would be bonus. (For instance, if I fall in love with a concept I'm not going to snip the story i am writing short, or charge for extra words that the story needs)
I'm also thinking of putting out an 'update priority' price for any of my wips currently up on AO3 (Dragonfrost, Emberfish, Voiceless, and ILORB). That would act more as a 'work on this au/work next please' sort of thing, rather than a commission where I write something completely new. It will probably be a $20-30 flat rate.
At this point i'm just trying to gauge interest to see if it would be something worth doing.
Any money I would receive would go directly into helping me write more, by making sure I can keep a roof over my head and food on my shelves.
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idk I had a very interesting therap today but I just
like it's all very well to recognise that I gotta have a fucking open-ended breakdown and jump face first into the Sadness Bog sometimes instead of sitting on all my feelings
but like
I still have to go to work, you know? it's like. ok yeah have a breakdown which like until you jump into it you don't know if it's going to last an hour or a year. yeah go ahead that's all grand. you do have to get up in the morning and go to work though. you're not allowed to not do that. or to not pay the rent or not shower or not eat.
like all my friends and loved ones are constantly like 'you know you're allowed to be sad right' and it's like. AM I??? because I STILL HAVE TO PAY RENT.
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searching for housing is so stressful and so is job-searching for your third gig and so is trying to get your laptop fixed and so is trying to perform well at your unstructured pt-time research job in hopes your professor will forgive you for being a failure and so is trying not to get consumed by the loneliness of it all... #clownery
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They put me downstairs at work :(
All thumb healing progress was undone in one evening apparently. It actually felt mostly fine on Sunday, until after work. They put me in an area I'm rarely sent to on Sunday evening, and I had to do a ton of heavy lifting. My arms are sore but it's like a post-exercise soreness (painful, but still very normal). My thumb felt fine allllllll day today, until I started to draw. Even with breaks, it still feels super tense, and now it's hurting even when I'm not using it. I'm gonna take that as a sign to stop for the night lol
I have one drawing I want to finish before school starts back up, because I'm worried it'll distract me if I don't have it done before then. Of course, if my hand prevents from finishing it, I'll manage, but that'd suck :')
On a lighter tone I feel very strongly about this cat in a blanket I found, I don't know why it amuses me so much but it's such a mood
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