i took the day off of having to exist, with the love of my life.
Watched the sun come up after waking up after 2 hours sleep, waited on my wife waking up and made her breakfast then we went back to bed. After waking after a few hours doze had a nice shower and some preening and I'm about to make her some lunch and see how the day goes.
It was nice, the light coming up had like pastel trans flag colours, been getting nice shades with sun rise and set here the past week or so. Plus was nice after waking from a bad dream, hence two hours sleep. c:
I definitely felt fairly tired though my low mood has lifted also, but I can go on 5+ hours typically
I would have woken Ash up but she has been feeling a bit under the weather so I felt she could do with the rest. Though she has said to wake her next time so we can watch it together, so something to look forward to next time I'm up with the birds c:
we watch the sunrise together while having tea
That sounds lovely, what tea would you drink?
I like peach tea or mint but green tea with a bit of lemon can be nice also c:
I just drank a black iced Americano at this cafe I'm sitting at to make sure I can charge my phone because fuckin' Milton knocked out my ability to do that shit at home for the time being.
Coffee is good shit, so of course, very much life-affirming ☕️
Did my nails a really cool acid green color by mixing polishes while listening to the new GY!BE record.
Going to go walking a lil later on a lovely Autumn day with a trans friend of mine who is having a hard time post op.I really love hiking, it's one of my favorite things to do. c/hiking when?
slept until 6pm lol
not even sad about it, pushed myself super hard the last few days doing a lot of tasks related to welfare applications and stuff. didn't get tired until 6am despite knowing on the inside i was exhausted. needed the 12 hour rest and gonna take it easy today:)I continued, for the first time in my life, a small story fragment I'd previously written. I was actually able to make decisions for once about what I wanted it to be about. Writing beyond the setup and hook phase is a big deal for me, and this particular short thing had a very silly premise before but it actually turned into a real frustration about the world. I feel like I was able to express this through narrative better & more powerfully than just a rant.
KEEP GOING. SQUEEZE THE TURD OUT.
While it's true that you can't write something without an idea to start with, ideas are CHEAP. Whether the starting idea was stupid or smart won't matter that much once the whole thing is taking shape. Everything you care about WILL make its way into what you make. A rant is what's on top spilling out, but a story is constructed out of everything, even thoughts and feelings so small as to be hidden like a speck of dust or as wide and invisible as gas.
Everything you care about WILL make its way into what you make.
Damn, this is fucking sick, actually. I have no idea what I'm doing (what else is new lmao) but I love this idea.
a story is constructed out of everything, even thoughts and feelings so small as to be hidden like a speck of dust or as wide and invisible as gas.
gah I want to put this on my mirror. Thank you for the kind words.
You're welcome, just make sure to follow the threads you think are cool. I think the most fundamental thing readers respond to is the enthusiasm they detect from the material. Frankly I think a lot of writing involves trying to ultimately justify to yourself why some idea seems cool to you, the writer, because as it turns out most people operate the same way. If you are honest with yourself and can successfully convince yourself that something is cool or dramatic or stirring or whatever, chances are that the methods you used will work on other people too.
Set my status to busy and took a two hour long lunch with some friends who were briefly traveling through the area. Why burn a day of PTO ya know
I went back over some of my writing, which usually gives me huge negative rejection sensitivity reactions, but actually it's pretty cute. I find I should write more about sad lil dykes longing to be kissed, probably. Felt really good to be parsing my own work in a way that makes me feel good instead of ill.
Made the decision to post here just now.
Made lots of very good tea in a lovely pink pot. Sat around and drank it, looking at the autumn leaf colours outside. Didn't change out of my comfy pyjamas and wool socks at all. Rested.
Nice seeing all the Autumnal colours, lots of trees here have turned red and orange, and still have the sun shining with the cooler air, very pretty c:
