My brain is absolutely determined to cross over my novel with "The Untamed." It started with one dream in which Rhiannon (who used to be Kali, the first vampire, but is now Welsh for Reasons) ran into Wei Wuxian. Now, I've had about four dreams. One included Taika Waititi being an actual vampire and trying to attack me (as Rhiannon... but a bad one? IDK). Anyway. Somehow Nie Huaisang is now involved and it's all very complicated.
I should, however, write the actual Rhiannon book before writing fanfic of said book.
In other news, I'm super enjoying my "Untamed" rewatch (I'm rewatching it twice at the same time) because now that I'm learning some of the forms of address, I'm picking up on nuances I missed before. And getting frustrated when the subtitles totally miss what the characters are actually saying. I'm just trying to decide how much I need to tell my friend.
I should, however, write the actual Rhiannon book before writing fanfic of said book.
In other news, I'm super enjoying my "Untamed" rewatch (I'm rewatching it twice at the same time) because now that I'm learning some of the forms of address, I'm picking up on nuances I missed before. And getting frustrated when the subtitles totally miss what the characters are actually saying. I'm just trying to decide how much I need to tell my friend.
I need to be stopped... Or do I?
Jan. 21st, 2022 04:04 pmOnce upon a time, I wrote a Watchmen fic about an incredibly fucked up OFC who crossed Rorschach's path. As all my fics do, it ended up being very long and the OFC somehow ended up married to Adrian Veidt after the events of the movie (it was movie canon) ended. Married and leaving him after she found out what he did.
I have never intended to write a sequel because, honestly, it'd be depressing.
But now I have an almost complete outline in my head. The problem is it's not a story. It's 100% me work out my stress, anxiety, and frustration about my pulmonary embolism. Which would be fine if I didn't know myself, because I 100% will post it.
Also, I'm talking to my psychiatrist on Tuesday about possibly going on leave for work and I'm trying to get on a waiting list for a partial-hospitalization program for therapy. Because I am fucked up beyond measure and need to get my head straight before I trust myself in with kids. Also, I don't want to teach anymore.
I have never intended to write a sequel because, honestly, it'd be depressing.
But now I have an almost complete outline in my head. The problem is it's not a story. It's 100% me work out my stress, anxiety, and frustration about my pulmonary embolism. Which would be fine if I didn't know myself, because I 100% will post it.
Also, I'm talking to my psychiatrist on Tuesday about possibly going on leave for work and I'm trying to get on a waiting list for a partial-hospitalization program for therapy. Because I am fucked up beyond measure and need to get my head straight before I trust myself in with kids. Also, I don't want to teach anymore.
Ah, the good old days
Nov. 17th, 2021 02:55 pmIf anyone wants to relive the good old days, here's a YouTube vid about Ms Scribe
The Madness
Also, I am bored. I've been sick for a week and a half. I do have my book back from the editor, but my mind is like swiss cheese and I can't concentrate on anything, so...
BORED.
The Madness
Also, I am bored. I've been sick for a week and a half. I do have my book back from the editor, but my mind is like swiss cheese and I can't concentrate on anything, so...
BORED.
I have seen it
Nov. 6th, 2021 10:19 amAfter nearly twenty years, I have seen the church that I based the one where I kill my heroine off in my novel. It's not quite right because it's a lot more... right in the middle of everything than I imagined (suburb girl's first time alone in San Francisco), but, ironically, it's perfect for when it reappears in the third novel.
It's beautiful however, and it's not name dropped in the novel. I just got the idea for it. So it's fine. I'm glad I finally got to see it in person.
It's beautiful however, and it's not name dropped in the novel. I just got the idea for it. So it's fine. I'm glad I finally got to see it in person.
Sad things
Sep. 4th, 2021 09:39 amWhen I was in high school, I found an article about kayaking in Canada and seeing killer whales. It immediately went on my dream list. My dad used to tease me that the whales would swallow me. When Facebook came around and videos of kayakers encountering whales were released, we'd send them back and forth.
I still get those videos. Only now my dad is gone. My instinct is still to send them to him, but...
*sigh*
I still get those videos. Only now my dad is gone. My instinct is still to send them to him, but...
*sigh*
COTW MPreg fic
May. 4th, 2021 04:36 pmIf anyone's feeling nostalgic or hasn't read it, I just posted the Corner of the World MPreg fic up at Ao3.
Poor Kitty
Apr. 21st, 2021 02:05 pmEver since my dad died and crying in bed has become a regular thing, my oldest baby, Brycee, has crawled onto my lap the moment I start crying and comforted me.
Last night, I burst into tears (not only missing my dad, but the anxiety of going back to in person school got to me). Brycee immediately stopped what she was doing and rushed to my side....
Only to find that Cobbler was already there. Now, Cobbler has no clue about me or my emotions; he'd snagged a soft spot on the pillow. But Brcyee could not figure out how to get over him and onto me. She finally gave up and went back to the end of the bed, but she was clearly tense and unhappy until I finally went to be.
I love her so much.
Last night, I burst into tears (not only missing my dad, but the anxiety of going back to in person school got to me). Brycee immediately stopped what she was doing and rushed to my side....
Only to find that Cobbler was already there. Now, Cobbler has no clue about me or my emotions; he'd snagged a soft spot on the pillow. But Brcyee could not figure out how to get over him and onto me. She finally gave up and went back to the end of the bed, but she was clearly tense and unhappy until I finally went to be.
I love her so much.
I feel like I've completely shut down. I mean, I've done stuff today. I posted a YouTube video. I've revised stuff for critique group. I've eaten.I showered, finally. But I can't get off the couch, can't do anything but cross-stitch and watch YouTube. I don't want to watch TFATWS because I don't think I can process it right now.
I feel broken.
ETA Talked to Melody at the National Suicide Prevention hotline and she helped put things in perspective. I felt a bit like Robin Hood in "Men in Tights" while listing all the thing that have happened recently (ie since my dad die) and she was like, "And... you're stressing over resting on the couch? Sounds like you need it. Give yourself the rest you need."
I also did a meditation, which helped some of my brain fog. I wish it was Monday, though, because I've got an appointment with my therapist.
I feel broken.
ETA Talked to Melody at the National Suicide Prevention hotline and she helped put things in perspective. I felt a bit like Robin Hood in "Men in Tights" while listing all the thing that have happened recently (ie since my dad die) and she was like, "And... you're stressing over resting on the couch? Sounds like you need it. Give yourself the rest you need."
I also did a meditation, which helped some of my brain fog. I wish it was Monday, though, because I've got an appointment with my therapist.
There's something seriously wrong with my brain. I had a three day migraine last week, so I went to urgent care and got a shot. Ever since then, I've had major brain fog.
For example, I just sent the pitch for my story out and I have no idea who I sent it to. Well, now I do because I checked, but I had no idea if I even entered the e-mail right. That's not normal, not for me.
How long should I let this go on before I all the doctor?
For example, I just sent the pitch for my story out and I have no idea who I sent it to. Well, now I do because I checked, but I had no idea if I even entered the e-mail right. That's not normal, not for me.
How long should I let this go on before I all the doctor?