My goal at this point is to get my right arm done before Norwescon so I can show them both off. I emailed back and forth with the artist, and she said that she thinks it'll take about an hour, which is awesome for me because less pain and also less money. I had been basing my cost on the left arm, which took an hour forty-five to do. But the right arm won't have a fountain pen so I guess that makes a difference. I do want to ask her to touch up a couple spots on my left arm, though, so when I call the studio I'll make sure to book time for that. (I get one free touch-up, which is kind of awesome.)
I still need Buddy's paw print--my thought at this point is to get it on my left ankle and eventually have paw prints going up my leg as we get more dogs. Or something. Beyond that I think I'm inked-out for a while, though. (Morgan breathes a sigh of relief.) At least, I can't think of anything else I really want right now.
I never quite understood people who got quotes inked on them. I always thought they were cool, but nothing ever resonated with me deeply enough that I wanted it inked on my skin permanently. The quote on my left arm is from me, as far as I can tell; I've seen a lot of variations on it out there on the internet, but nothing that phrased it like I did.
But the quote going on my right arm is from Hamilton, because I feel like Lin-Manuel Miranda reached into my head and my heart and took out what it means to be a writer out of me and threw it on the stage. Specifically I'm thinking of Non-Stop, which is my favorite track from the show, and the whole bits about running out of time and every second and yes.
I've never had a quote resonate as deeply with me as bits of that song, and specifically "How do you write like you need it to survive", because that's how I feel. That is my experience, of writing for survival because there is no alternative.
So yeah. "write like you need it to survive" will be inked on my arm, in my own handwriting.
Meanwhile, in actual word output I continue to baffle myself with where the words are coming from and be pleased that they are coming. Some of it I really feel like is blather, but I can edit it out later or something. Still, words. This is a year of writing, not editing. Or something like that.
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