Ups and downs
I have been enjoying my break. Baking, seeing friends, watching Wonderfalls, relaxing, discussing writing with my father... but the rest of it wears thin. I'm tired of waking up and being called 'stupid' and 'retard' by someone who thinks he can get away with it just because he's sixteen, of the inevitable holiday stress and traffic, and realizing just how offensive I find my family. It could be that I've just become a lot more liberal since I went to college, but my patience for this is wearing thin. And worse is the fighting. It's been pretty miserable, being back in a house where nobody seems to realize that real problems can be worked out reasonably and quietly.
Particularly when a teenager storms off and yells 'screw ya'll' on his birthday because he didn't like a gift. Grow the fuck up, brat. And no, parental units, I do not want to talk about how it makes me feel if I left the house to get away from it.
On the upside, something that made me smile today. Not something I would have ever conceived on my own, but it was fun.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v897KY4CKnM
And got off my tuff and wrote something! Not an original story, but it's a start. Decided to explore Jo Harvelle and the adventures in seasons 3 and 4 that we never did see. No idea where it came from... I originally planned to write a continuation of The Best Part, but Jo was too loud. At least I wrote in the intended style.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6571073/1/