Ta Da!
Hello, I am alive and well.
There are things, but most of them would be wordy and overly explanatory about things that make sense in my head, but probably would sound like word mush if I tried to write them out. I have had an interesting and amazing semester with loads of self-growth. I learned a lot about myself as a person and counselor, but it hasn't been an easy journey.
Semester's almost over. Then two classes over the summer and my final clinical semester in the fall. It feels both terribly far away and horribly close. Ambivalence, thy name is Diana.
Took some self-care time to read the 50 Shades series for fun and giggles. [ETA2: Yes, I read all three books in one weekend. It's easy if you skim the sex scenes - which are boring - and the endless internal monologue. At least Bella's internal monologue was centered around action, jeebus!] I had a copy of the original fanfic for comparison's sake, but decided I'd had enough. I'm sure most of you have read enough about it already, so I won't elaborate unless you wish. I read it almost as a research experiment to see how well fanfic translates to profic. Unfortunately, this was really really bad fanfic, with awful purple prose (tears oozed from her eyes! Oozed!), and boring sex scenes that were supposed to be "groundbreaking" and shit. Whatever. I explained to my coworkers the reason for the popularity of this terrible series of books lies in the power of fanfic to play into the deepest romantic fantasies of people. Those who are making these bestsellers haven't read fanfic, and so don't realize this shit is available for free online, but they are fanfic's perfect customers.
There was also an aspect of brilliance to it. And laziness. It managed to concurrently impress me with its audacity and piss me off. Oh, fanfic.
Not much else happening. I may find my way back to the internet more frequently soon. Miss y'all. Going to play some version of catch-up right now!
ETA: Holy Crap! I just realized it's been over 3 months since I've posted. No wonder everyone thinks I'm dead.
There are things, but most of them would be wordy and overly explanatory about things that make sense in my head, but probably would sound like word mush if I tried to write them out. I have had an interesting and amazing semester with loads of self-growth. I learned a lot about myself as a person and counselor, but it hasn't been an easy journey.
Semester's almost over. Then two classes over the summer and my final clinical semester in the fall. It feels both terribly far away and horribly close. Ambivalence, thy name is Diana.
Took some self-care time to read the 50 Shades series for fun and giggles. [ETA2: Yes, I read all three books in one weekend. It's easy if you skim the sex scenes - which are boring - and the endless internal monologue. At least Bella's internal monologue was centered around action, jeebus!] I had a copy of the original fanfic for comparison's sake, but decided I'd had enough. I'm sure most of you have read enough about it already, so I won't elaborate unless you wish. I read it almost as a research experiment to see how well fanfic translates to profic. Unfortunately, this was really really bad fanfic, with awful purple prose (tears oozed from her eyes! Oozed!), and boring sex scenes that were supposed to be "groundbreaking" and shit. Whatever. I explained to my coworkers the reason for the popularity of this terrible series of books lies in the power of fanfic to play into the deepest romantic fantasies of people. Those who are making these bestsellers haven't read fanfic, and so don't realize this shit is available for free online, but they are fanfic's perfect customers.
There was also an aspect of brilliance to it. And laziness. It managed to concurrently impress me with its audacity and piss me off. Oh, fanfic.
Not much else happening. I may find my way back to the internet more frequently soon. Miss y'all. Going to play some version of catch-up right now!
ETA: Holy Crap! I just realized it's been over 3 months since I've posted. No wonder everyone thinks I'm dead.