Fucking Depression

A 34-post collection

Wish me luck

The rains of last night have buggered off and it's looking like it's going to be a lovely, sunny day. And today, Beloved is home, so I finally have a chance to edit KFZ and start trawling for agents.

New York is the place to look, apparently. Those are the agents with the global scope and reach.

Beloved's focus will be on making a thing to hold a pen so we can print out those earring cards at firkin last. But I will be enlisting their help for KFZ if it kills me.

It's been a year. I usually churn out stuff on a much faster rate. Either KFZ is that bad or I'm that bad. Eh. I should get Beloved to make sure Adapting is ready for Betas, too. I need to make certain I haven't derped in that novel as well.

With any luck, my beta readers will get back to me quicker about Adapting. Maybe KFZ was a fluke.

I have to repeat my mantra because editing always gets me down. "I am a good writer." Say it until I believe it. And even then, there's absolute tripe out there that people flock to...

Just gotta keep going.

Go on in all my beliefs, as the good Doctor once said. It's just... hard. Sometimes.

Erastide Eve

It's the Thursday before Good Friday and we still haven't got ourselves any hot cross buns. I haven't looked at my bank account, either, because I suspect it's heinous how little we have.

On the plus side - semi-religious observances for four days means we won't be doing shit until payday.

And then - I shall negotiate at least dragging Chaos out to the cinemas to watch Zootopia. Because I want to see it.

I suspect I missed the boat on Deadpool

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First cuppa coffee

I’m out of caramel topping so I put in an extra spoon of sugar and an extra half spoon of drinking chocolate.

So fuckin tired I got Mayhem to tie my shoes for me.

I should not be driving today… but I’m gonna have to.

Hey holy shit, I just noticed that David’s countdown web app has some parralax going on. Trippy. Fucking awesome.

It’s official. My filters are off.

FUN.

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Fuuuuuuuu...

My brain wouldn’t let me sleep, last night.

It’s 2:30 AM and I give the fuck up. I got so many irons in the fire today…

Getting my brats lined up and off to school. The instant story. The master file. The continuing work on a 50-page Amazon exclusive. Financial shit from an ongoing rats’ nest of red tape that surrounds trying to pay less money to live…

And a P&T thingy

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