Dear Diary

An End, A Beginning, A New Way

Today's the day I reach the end of my Blasts From the Past. Which means I have to find three other things to write about to keep my scores up, OR... focus intently on the one Instant and just go from there.

If I choose the latter [because lazy] I will have more time for Other Projects, which will be something of a boon.

I could also post sample chapters of whatever whenever so I can maybe entice people over to help me edit stuff on Patreon.

Probably on weekends like today. We'll see how next week goes with just my Instants.

Mayhem doesn't like his medicine. Big shock. He's going to like having gallstones worse. Or the follow-up, kidney stones. I hear they're hell on earth.

And we also have some hogget to pick up, so that's just some extra fun for today.

Yay.

Onwards with the chaos.

Almost There!

Nod to the Disney song of the same title. I have almost caught up with everything. I have almost sent off a query and sample to a publisher, bu-u-ut...

My email server decided to up and DIE. For all of yesterday. And today isn't looking so swell either.

If y'all really need to contact me about something, then get to me via nutter (no spaces) buttler (at) gmail (dot) com. That's my alternate email and -so far- no spammers have found it.

Understandably Late Start

I got a parcel in the afternoon, when I was up to my eyeballs in a fictional international misunderstanding.

By the time I had my fecal matter gathered for the afternoon, I was too wasted to go anywhere or do anything because stress can fuck your life up in unexpected ways. Huzzah.

I initially had PLNs to go when Beloved came home, or get them to drive me, but those disintegrated because of a real misunderstanding involving steak, cooking times, and a

Wednesday

It's going to be a Wordpress Wednesday and once again, I have NO CLUE what I'm going to blither about, so I might as well figure that out while I'm doing other things.

I'm good at getting distracting ideas while I should be doing other shit.

I'm also good at having a whack firkin energy schedule. Like. I can't not wake up at buttfuck o'clock in the morning any more. And then, long about 4PM, my body apparently can't let me enjoy

Tuesday

It's Patreon Day (tm) and I hope to get some different things up. For those of you following my fanfic shenanigans, I have two offerings and one may be full of squick. Approach with caution. I will add squick warnings for all things squickable.

Maybe even a squick tag. That can be a thing.

Now that I've said an invented term too many times, [urban dictionary is your friend] I can move on to other business.

The TAZ Fic Writer's Discord remains

Monday...

Once again, the week starts sideways. I'd forgotten that I'd silenced my phone so I didn't have to listen to annoying ads about games I didn't want to play whilst I was gathering fictional money in a game I did want to play. And that might have been a contributing factor to my Beloved and I missing out on the bi-election in our area. Whoops.

For those unfamiliar with mandatory voting, that's a $20 fine for each of us. We should keep

Relax Day

Beloved is off to help their mum. I am superfluous to proceedings, so I'm in my Kigu and not doing a very lot at any pace at all.

Frankly, you're lucky to get this much blog. Starting this Monday, I will be chasing myself to submit Adapting to assorted publishers depending on their needs for approval.

With any good luck, I shall get something out there on the Pro Scene(TM). And if not... there's always Smashwords and Lulu.

It will feel

YIL

That's an acronym. It's based off TIL, which stands for "Today I Learned". But since I was done with my blogging by the time I learned this, it's "Yesterday I Learned".

Yesterday, I learned that there was a disease caused by poverty and the resultant poor diet. Pellagra.

[Educational video here, summarising all that went on whilst this struck]

Anyone familiar with modern politics might recognise the Right/Conservative wing complaining about how detrimental it's going to be to give poor people

Friday!

I have a day to myself, huzzah!

And I have to stay determined to focus on my work because I entered a new Discord chat server which is very active and very tempting and could potentially eat my entire day.

The ribs went well. Kids loved them. I liked them. Turns out the sauce could easily be improved with a single spring onion, finely chopped.

I'm gonna do that to all of my beef roasts from now on.

For those Keto followers

Dilly Dally

So I managed to dawdle away ONE AND A HALF HOURS this morning. I don't even know how it happened. I'm that firkin dumminz'd today.

I lie. I have my suspicions of how I did it:

"Just checking" on the Factorio world that my love and I are fooling around with [gotta research them all!]
"Just one more" video with edutainment value on YouTube
"Just one" little check of my favourite tags on Tumblr

You can 'just' your entire day away with

Fudgenuts

The entry I just posted was actually meant to go up yesterday. Whoopsydoodles.

I forget the most incredibly mundane things.

But I shall make a concerned effort to remember this Wordpress Wednesday. Even though I've only the vaguest ideas concerning the topic for this week.

I'm sure I could come up with something interesting, regardless. We'll see.

I have eight minutes to finish here and maybe post another Blast From my Past. And those are going to run out soon, so my

The Quest Begins

I have a list of publishers who will take works without agents to back them up. I'm going to look up the submission guidelines for three of them and go attempt to sell myself.

If they can handle Adapting then they can handle anything else I come out with f'r sure.

And getting something Out There might get me the representation I have been fruitlessly seeking for so very, very long.

I pretty much have to sell Adapting so I can afford

New Limits

In a valliant effort to save my diabetic Beloved from a sugar overdose, I threw myself onto half a tub of unexploded Häagen Däazs Strawberry and Cream ice cream.

I am paying for it now.

No puffy fingers, thank goodness, but I am having an asthma flare-up that will likely end in a dose on Max. OR it's Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season and the sugar has exacerbated an attack.

::mumble:: and I gained another half a kilo or so. Whoops.

Mayhem threw

Corner Turn

When something changes, we say that we've "turned a corner". Sometimes, it's deeper into the maze, but for me... well. I think things are looking up.

Our higher protein diet adjustment lets us have a little more freedom with the other things we have with said protein. Which means we can have the occasional treat.

Last night, it was small tubs of Häagen Däazs. The most luxurious ice cream on the market. Let me tell you, I have never tasted it before

Oofty Goofty

So here's my morning:

Lie in bed until my back really complains
Attempt to get my work done
Trip over Factorio and decide to "just finish" one thing
Beloved shows me how to work with factory patterns
Whoops, it's time to go get the meat
Go fetch half a pig
Beloved mislays their wallet, forcing me (over-budget this week) to pay for it out of my hard-saved cashola
Promises to pay it back are briefly stalled as Beloved attempts to figure out

Menu

A 3654-post collection

An End, A Beginning, A New Way

Almost There!

Understandably Late Start

Wednesday

Tuesday

Monday...

Relax Day

YIL

Friday!

Dilly Dally

Fudgenuts

The Quest Begins

New Limits

Corner Turn

Oofty Goofty