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la_belle_laideWhat did I used to write? Just day-to-day stuff I guess. It's not like I used to write anything hugely profound or anything, it was mostly "today I blah blah" except I think my life was more exciting back then and I definitely went more places and knew more people.
Today at work, well, our receptionist left last week and we're in the middle of replacing her (she was great, we loved her, she just moved to VA and we hired someone else but then she changed her schedule etc) ANYway, the upstairs garbage hadn't been replaced in a while and someone threw some nasty food in there and it was going bad. You could smell it downstairs though I thought I was the only one (and I'm the only one wearing a mask!) But then Renata came out of her room--Renata is the reflexologist / aesthetician, she's around 69/70 or so and from Poland--she came out of her room spraying some rose spray saying, "I think someone fart, my dear," only she pronounced it "fort" and I just laughed so hard.
I adore Renata, she calls everyone "my dear" and she's so good at her job, you can tell because she's 70 or thereabouts and her skin is pristine. She looks to be around 50.
IDK what else. I started a fanfic like, last SPRING I think, or maybe the beginning of summer, and I just haven't finished it yet and I'm so mad at myself. WTF is this. I used to bang out thousands of words a day, now I get like, 200 and I'm congratulating myself on my focus 😠How the HELL am I supposed to write my next novel? Thank god I have Blueshift coming after Carnelian, that should save my ass for another few years, ugh.
My shiny new fandom is The Untamed / Mo Dao Zu Shi, but actually the other day--funny thing actually!--out of nowhere I wrote an Inception flash fic. IDK where that came from, the urge just came to me and there it was. Haven't written Inception in years, YEARS. Almost a decade I think.
So anyway I'm trying to write this fic and I have like, 38K words and that's since the summer. Can't believe how stalled I am.
I got into this fandom after I finished my final edits on Carnelian, when I was still with my previous agent Emmy, who told me to take a nice break after writing and editing a novel, so I wouldn't stress about being on submission (which I did anyway.) So I started watching this show that I had wanted to watch back in '20 when it first came out except I was editing then and I knew it would eat my entire brain and distract me. I was right though, so I'm glad I waited.
And I got sucked into the show immediately, and then into the fandom when I started reading episode recaps by this amazing writer who reminded me SO MUCH of my friendspatterdash -- Wait. I don't remember how to do this! spatterdash holy frick. It's been a minute. Anyway, this writer's voice is so freaking much like Spatterdash that my brain substituted her image every time I read her meta. Like: funny, witty, vulgar in exactly the right amount it was UNCANNY.
and that's how I ultimately got into the fandom.
Well, anyway, that's it for today. My goldfish (The Doctor! Wow, I had him back when I was journaling, he's 11 now!) is munching on his expensive aquarium plants beside me. That makes it sound like he's sitting on the sofa beside me, snacking on leaves as I write. His tank is beside the sofa though.
What even is this entry?
Today at work, well, our receptionist left last week and we're in the middle of replacing her (she was great, we loved her, she just moved to VA and we hired someone else but then she changed her schedule etc) ANYway, the upstairs garbage hadn't been replaced in a while and someone threw some nasty food in there and it was going bad. You could smell it downstairs though I thought I was the only one (and I'm the only one wearing a mask!) But then Renata came out of her room--Renata is the reflexologist / aesthetician, she's around 69/70 or so and from Poland--she came out of her room spraying some rose spray saying, "I think someone fart, my dear," only she pronounced it "fort" and I just laughed so hard.
I adore Renata, she calls everyone "my dear" and she's so good at her job, you can tell because she's 70 or thereabouts and her skin is pristine. She looks to be around 50.
IDK what else. I started a fanfic like, last SPRING I think, or maybe the beginning of summer, and I just haven't finished it yet and I'm so mad at myself. WTF is this. I used to bang out thousands of words a day, now I get like, 200 and I'm congratulating myself on my focus 😠How the HELL am I supposed to write my next novel? Thank god I have Blueshift coming after Carnelian, that should save my ass for another few years, ugh.
My shiny new fandom is The Untamed / Mo Dao Zu Shi, but actually the other day--funny thing actually!--out of nowhere I wrote an Inception flash fic. IDK where that came from, the urge just came to me and there it was. Haven't written Inception in years, YEARS. Almost a decade I think.
So anyway I'm trying to write this fic and I have like, 38K words and that's since the summer. Can't believe how stalled I am.
I got into this fandom after I finished my final edits on Carnelian, when I was still with my previous agent Emmy, who told me to take a nice break after writing and editing a novel, so I wouldn't stress about being on submission (which I did anyway.) So I started watching this show that I had wanted to watch back in '20 when it first came out except I was editing then and I knew it would eat my entire brain and distract me. I was right though, so I'm glad I waited.
And I got sucked into the show immediately, and then into the fandom when I started reading episode recaps by this amazing writer who reminded me SO MUCH of my friend
spatterdash -- Wait. I don't remember how to do this! spatterdash holy frick. It's been a minute. Anyway, this writer's voice is so freaking much like Spatterdash that my brain substituted her image every time I read her meta. Like: funny, witty, vulgar in exactly the right amount it was UNCANNY. and that's how I ultimately got into the fandom.
Well, anyway, that's it for today. My goldfish (The Doctor! Wow, I had him back when I was journaling, he's 11 now!) is munching on his expensive aquarium plants beside me. That makes it sound like he's sitting on the sofa beside me, snacking on leaves as I write. His tank is beside the sofa though.
What even is this entry?
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Date: 2023-01-11 12:27 am (UTC)You're getting back into it, you'll stop questioning what the entries are once you chunk a few out and accept that you are basically writing a Dear Diary Today I thought-download that maybe someone else may read but probably not or maybe only just me. It's crickets in here which is kind of nice but also sad if you think too hard about what a community LJ was.
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Date: 2023-01-11 03:35 am (UTC)HARD SAME
Date: 2023-01-11 01:22 pm (UTC)Re: HARD SAME
Date: 2023-01-11 06:56 pm (UTC)Tumblr is still good! But it doesn't have that community capability that LJ had.
The only thing that really does actually is discord.
I wonder why we as a whole just abandon usable things?