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Oct. 20th, 2017 02:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeI discovered a new toy from Mary Robinette Kowal's twitter and a friend of mine: 4 The Words and I may never surface again. You fight things and get loot and do quests by writing. That's it. It's perfect. And it has a file save and rudimentary word process system so you don't have to worry about copying it over after (although I do, mostly). I've already written almost 2k worth of background for Jude. It's amazing. ETA: My referral code: QOQOY08535 and NEVER HEAR FROM ME AGAIN.
Promptly following this adrenaline rush I had an unwelcome adrenaline rush of someone has already written this novel. Because literally on two major points, an upcoming YA trilogy was announced that's very very similar to Starlight and I just want to scream. I know it's not necessarily that much of an issue, especially if I don't read it until the second book is drafted and the first book is edited, but ... it hurts? If that makes any sense, it feels like I did all this work only for someone to get there first and better and more shiny and definitely with more publicity money behind and I just want to curl up and cry because all my work is useless anyway.
Which means instead I will do day jobligations, scream in private about the particulars to private friends, talk vaguely about my feelings in public so other people can know this is a common feel, and work on the writing projects in front of me because I know that comes from a place more of emotion than of reality and I know how to deal with it. Yes? ... yeah. It's not even that hard to refocus myself after the first bout of screaming. Being properly medicated, healthy, and not worrying (too much) about money helps a lot.
... What does not help is being so goddamn tired from packing for the fiber show and then now it turns out I need to contact my doctor to get my hormones (BC) refilled and I'm already PMSing something fierce and I kind of just want to burst out crying. At least I have a fair bit of lead time before I'm desperate for the pills but fucksake can't anything be easy or simple ever? I want a higher level adult to come take care of things until I feel rested. Or at least until I've slept 8-10 hours.
Well. I've gotten things done, things are mostly packed, I will come in tomorrow just to pack up the show yarn and then go home, the show is pretty much prepped for as much as it's going to be, and so work should be somewhat less fraught for a while. I hope. Which means energy to do all the other things at home and with writing, as they come up. Or not, since I think the next major deadline is just having things set up for Nanowrimo. Buuuut I do enjoy the writing stuff and to an extent even the cleaning stuff. SO, eh. Hopefully after the weekend and the Monday or Tuesday coming up I will have more energy, feel rested, etc etc, and maybe I won't sulk as much about needing to sleep 7-8 hours like an average person.
(I think what I need here is an icon of sulking.)
Promptly following this adrenaline rush I had an unwelcome adrenaline rush of someone has already written this novel. Because literally on two major points, an upcoming YA trilogy was announced that's very very similar to Starlight and I just want to scream. I know it's not necessarily that much of an issue, especially if I don't read it until the second book is drafted and the first book is edited, but ... it hurts? If that makes any sense, it feels like I did all this work only for someone to get there first and better and more shiny and definitely with more publicity money behind and I just want to curl up and cry because all my work is useless anyway.
Which means instead I will do day jobligations, scream in private about the particulars to private friends, talk vaguely about my feelings in public so other people can know this is a common feel, and work on the writing projects in front of me because I know that comes from a place more of emotion than of reality and I know how to deal with it. Yes? ... yeah. It's not even that hard to refocus myself after the first bout of screaming. Being properly medicated, healthy, and not worrying (too much) about money helps a lot.
... What does not help is being so goddamn tired from packing for the fiber show and then now it turns out I need to contact my doctor to get my hormones (BC) refilled and I'm already PMSing something fierce and I kind of just want to burst out crying. At least I have a fair bit of lead time before I'm desperate for the pills but fucksake can't anything be easy or simple ever? I want a higher level adult to come take care of things until I feel rested. Or at least until I've slept 8-10 hours.
Well. I've gotten things done, things are mostly packed, I will come in tomorrow just to pack up the show yarn and then go home, the show is pretty much prepped for as much as it's going to be, and so work should be somewhat less fraught for a while. I hope. Which means energy to do all the other things at home and with writing, as they come up. Or not, since I think the next major deadline is just having things set up for Nanowrimo. Buuuut I do enjoy the writing stuff and to an extent even the cleaning stuff. SO, eh. Hopefully after the weekend and the Monday or Tuesday coming up I will have more energy, feel rested, etc etc, and maybe I won't sulk as much about needing to sleep 7-8 hours like an average person.
(I think what I need here is an icon of sulking.)