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Yr 12 mock exams are evaporating me
I have been evaporated
having my semi-regular “how does one talk about their fics online” crisis
bc oh boy do i WANT to
but, like, ?????? i was never big into fanfic before about a year ago, and then i was on twitter, specifically writer twitter, and the norm there was a) talk about your original projects, and b) don’t, actually, keep them mostly secret
genuinely asking for advice from other creators and/or my hypothetical audience. idk how to balance spoilers, do i post snippets? do you want to hear the minutiae of random choices about lines of dialogue? do i talk about my plans for the sequel?
again, i’ve been steeped in this culture of Not Sharing for so long that it feels wrong to give away huge plot details, but how am i supposed to have any kind of conversation or like, entice anyone that way?
screams
:You’re her type:
High from the pill Lana had insisted he take with her, Gunner could be found on his own in the backyard of the house party he almost didn’t go to. He couldn’t imagine wanting to be anywhere else now, grinning to himself as he bounced carelessly on the trampoline taking up most of the yard. The high was making him uncharacteristically chipper - glancing over at the sliding door when he heard it open, Gunner waved at the person that exited, attempting to coax them closer, “Wanna get on? It’s really fun. Nothing’s impossible on a trampoline.” @radopens
“neither of us are using our real names…” this is how trans cage can still win
so what events/stories took place in between Mansfield Break and Dorothy's Vision cause I feel as though I'm missing various pieces of info
is the world ready for trans niki or no
In keeping with my inability to commit to anything, I've decided I don't want to work from home. It was fun for a bit and something I have wanted to do for a long time. I'm over it. It's hard to be moody and isolate myself while trying to work from what should be my sanctuary. I've put myself on the schedule at work for 33 hours per week. That's a lot of hours for a massage therapist, but I only have two long days and can schedule breaks as needed. I will have to be especially vigilant about keeping my time off from work empty of more work. This is the thing that trips me up. I also have to keep myself from looking at the ap we use for scheduling. The longer the time I am not booked the more I start thinking I don't feel like working. Or, worse I will start thinking my massage is crap and that's why I'm not booked. Or, I will start thinking I don't fit in, I don't belong, I'm not needed, what's the point of me? My mind is a treacherous thing. I'm just trying to establish a routine and a way to manage my days so I have plenty of alone/me time, with enough work time to continue to support myself and all my cats in the manner we have come to expect. I'm putting this out there and in the back of my mind I can see my mom rolling her eyes while saying, 'let's see how long this lasts' My last shrink said I had big problems with commitment. Two shrinks before that said, 'Karen is like a butterfly, flitting from one thing to the next' What I am is amazed that I only just now put that memory of my mom together with my couch sessions. I beat myself up on a daily basis over my shortcomings as a parent. It's endless. If only, what if, I should have.... However, I'm about 98% sure I never mocked my children.