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Day 2 of the Tumblr Strike

I've noticed that the sponsored posts have 'mysteriously' vanished from Tumblr. Odd that a social website that makes its money by supporting pedophiles, homophobes, and racists suddenly doesn't want its sponsors knowing what it's really up to.

Funny that.

Well, I vow that I'm going to keep stirring that pot until the day that I can export all my Tumblr shit to Pillowfort. If I see an advertiser, I'm going to frelling tweet them about exactly what organisation they're paying to spread awareness of their crap.

I come from a long line of shit-stirrers. I can firkin stir some flakkin shit.

Meanwhile, I've officially run out of chapters to post for my Dollar Patrons over at my Patreon Page. Which means I need to think up something else to entertain those kind enough to give a dollar.

Possibly something op-ed esque on Mondays.

All ideas are welcome, but a new book to edit won't be ready until I've written the final words in Rael. And given it a read-through, because finding errors before anyone else does is kind'a my jam.

Which means that everything I have up on Patreon will be shifting. Beauties and the Beastly will get taken down and replaced with Rael. And in Rael's place in the $15 slot will be Clockwork Souls. Because I'll be legit writing that for a change.

And then the $20 slot will miss out because no other shiny ideas have entered my fluffy little head. I'll find something to fill that arena. The $5 patrons are already listening to my musical compositions.

Maybe I can work on the cover art for Beauties and post the progress on Fridays. Either ProCreate or Photoshop... it's going to take time from SESP, but... That's what free time on weekends is for.

What do you think?

Cleaning day once more

After I'm done with this blog entry, I shall be loading up the kitchen sink with all kinds of post baking fallout.

Good news: I discovered that another living thing in this household likes my "bread".

Bad news: it's the household mouse.

Worse news: the loaf that had been nibbled was also going mouldy.

I despise waste, so the whole thing was sliced and sacrificed to the neighbourhood bird population whilst I hurriedly prepared a new loaf. I like my two daily

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Cake-like Object, Experiment #1

Followers of this blog will know that I've been making this bread with added linseeds for my intestinal health. It works pretty well in my humble opinion, but it is something of a brick and nobody else in the family will touch it.

I had been pondering how to turn it into a cake-like object, but not doing much about it.

However, Chaos has been battling internal blockages and since she won't touch my bread, I had to get into making that

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Now What?

I've run out of one thing to share with my Patreons. And this happened because I'm too busy doing other shit to fanfic much. Alas.

This week, I'm going to run out of editing chapters to post. The last one will appear on my Patreon this Friday.

I don't think I'll ever run out of stalled fics, so there is that bright point. Maybe. It's getting trickier to pick them, though.

On the other hand, I've posted the first piece of music

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The struggle is real

I'm halfway through beta-reading KIABIL's novella. And to be frank about it, it needs a lot of work. I'm trying to be gentle about it in my notes for him, but...

This thing REALLY needs work.

I joke that I'm addicted to ellipses. Well, KIABIL freaking loves the humble comma. It's almost like every paragraph is a long and complicated sentence that is peppered with the things. But I'm only halfway through it. There could be improvement in the other half.

There's

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Bit off more than I can chew?

So my know-it-all brother-in-law, KIABIL for short, has written his first novella. Or at least, the first one that he's ready to share.

And for a first showing, I suppose, it is pretty good. The dude has a year of writing things under his belt. Meanwhile, I'm headed for year six of writing and nobody in my family wants to look at a single page of anything I produce.

Bitter? Of fucking course I am.

But now I'm obligated to read his.

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After the Keto is broken...

I can definitely feel the effects of breaking Keto. Not helped in the slightest by the fact that cake was available, yesterday.

For those of you who are interested:

  • More asthma
  • Less focus
  • Less energy
  • Seeking more carb sources like someone who's mildly addicted

I haven't been off Keto long enough for it to effect my overall emotional balance, but I bet it would. Tomorrow, I'm back on to the good stuff. Salty broth, eggs, and loads of healthy fats.

Though potentially

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Feast Day

It's Mayhem's 16th birthday, today. And we're having a feast day. Which means lots of fast food for Mayhem and just about anything my little darlings want to eat during the day.

I'll be a bit more conservative, but today will definitely include cake.

And today is a cleaning day without the influence of the cleaners, because our main lady is crook, today. Which means loads of self-discipline on my part.

And I'm not arting this morning. Because I'm taking everyone around

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The hurried-er I go...

...the behind-er I get.

That used to be one of Dad's phrases. I've taken it to mean that one is falling behind despite one's efforts to get ahead.

There's no scrimpings this week. Chaos needed shorts and underwears, Mayhem has a birthday this Friday, and that took care of everything I had on freaking Tuesday.

For the record, Chaos' Keto Clogs cleared, and she's no longer having trouble.

Meanwhile, I'm desperate enough to raise cash that I'm pondering what making music in

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Well, shit

Or, in this case, no shit. Chaos has the Keto Clogs and convincing her to take the guaranteed-to-work Pink Drink is an uphill battle.

I'll be looking into everything I can do to help her out, today. But first...

Today's the last day we've got to talk re-enrollment for Mayhem's year eleven, and the only time slot is this morning. So I have Chaos in my trail whilst we talk proper schooling with Mayhem and the people whose job it is to

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Sideways, again!

Did the story before I did my blogging. Derp.

On the plus side, this morning marks the first where I can do something that I haven't done since I began Keto. Yes, folks, I finally dipped my bread in my soup.

Of course, it's Keto-friendly coconut 'bread', and my usual cream of egg drop chicken noodle soup, but it's been so long. I love it.

Art work on shot #6 of SESP is finished, and commenced on shot #7 with barely a

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Cheevs?

Made the bread. Everything about it was unexpected. It looks and tastes a lot like bran bread, which means I will need a little something-something to make it not taste like bran bread. Or at least make the brannishness be tolerable.

The loaf we have is still moist, so that's good. The cold loaf does not taste like dry cardboard, at least.

Experiments will begin either today or tomorrow. I have a feeling I could turn this "bread" into a cake-like object

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...focus?

I'm just easily distractible today. I just spent half an hour educating Tumblr on why Australia even has Road Trivia. Instead of, you know, doing my job.

Writing actually requires the person doing it to drift off into lala land. The problem is, this can happen without any writing happening at all.

And today, my goal in life is to get a "What the fuck, Australia?" type tag or reblog. Because those give me life.

Aussies love laughing at unsuspecting non-Australians. It's

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I'm okay!

...for limited definitions of 'okay'. The Keto Clogs have passed, all thanks to a fine product called Endura Max: Cramp and Muscle Ease. It's a magnesium-based sugar-free sports drink and, because of its overall taste and hue, I call it "The Pink Drink".

It is pink, it tastes of pink, and my brain is too uncomplicated to remember Endura Max: Cramp and Muscle Ease for very long.

What I can remember is that it is very, very good at moving things along.

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Friday again?

Yesterday was Chaos' sports carnival. She wore out at roughly midday and I got to take her home, but she gave it the best try she had and that's all that matters.

Plus it was wicked hot and that always takes it out of my side of the family. Worst day to wear all black. Ouch.

I'm still weary from it and I was just walking around and filming bits of it.

Which is going to make today fun. Because it's Cleaning

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