3867: Shiny Happy People
When I complained that the story idea I got would take me longer than the <2 mths left to write if I wanted to do a good job of it, I suddenly got a burst of inspiration that got the scratchpad worked to the core. Which is to say that if I'm not done in ONE month, I will be rather sad. Though, I will be sad if I am done, because I'll likely end up submitting it, they'll LOVE it, and it'll run, and I'll be stuck for the future because I can't possibly write anything that remotely measures up =(
Sorta crap when I negate any possibility of the stories I like more ever getting published [by someone other than POD], but I apparently like non-popular things -_-
And by which, to be fair, I mean that--besides being closer to my heart--the stories I'd rather run are ones that aren't complete mind fucks 9_9 like, I described the premise of the Machine of Death to Mum, since she asked what I was writing, and she responded, "Oh god, THAT isn't depressing."
So I was, you know, hoping not to run a depressing story. [There are some funny/happy stories in vol. 1!] Sadly, survival horror isn't known for its shiny happy people laughing. But, what I'm writing sounds like exactly the story they want to see. And I "need" publication more than I need the story version of autoerotic pleasure ¬_¬ [or, I need validation to justify all this time I spend writing to myself, basically]
Trivial-ish:
OHHH YEAH!!!NOOO!!!
Uterus. Rating: Not Awesome [I only just read this--I've been pacing myself to meter out how many posts I read at a time--but it's basically looking into a mirror]
I had a "Fanta Tropical Fruit Fusion" Icee. Colour: Evergreen. Taste: Pine needles. Maybe too much pine, not enough apple. I finished it, but hmm, maybe not having it again. [Strawberry Lemonade sounded happily boring.]
Cat and his owner are leaving sometime this weekend. Mum was apparently oblivious to the "girlfriend freeloading" effect until yesterdayish, but I guess we saw it as at least she wasn't here fucking 24/7 even when the actual PAYING roomie WASN'T like a certain NAG I could name. I will vaguely miss having a mews around, but not so much if it's not my Gabey or Xena Spleena =/
Unlocked my Sandman at last! ...fucking difficult at the end, tho T_T Why do the "fun" drum songs end up being so difficult? You know, like "Maps"--though NOT like "Green Grass and High Tides Forever" [which is just the ten minute torture you play if you hate the drummer]. I'd sooner NOT play nothing but "Headphones On" just because it's something I'm guaranteed to clear.
so, scallops [Bill Shatner's fave]
Sorta crap when I negate any possibility of the stories I like more ever getting published [by someone other than POD], but I apparently like non-popular things -_-
And by which, to be fair, I mean that--besides being closer to my heart--the stories I'd rather run are ones that aren't complete mind fucks 9_9 like, I described the premise of the Machine of Death to Mum, since she asked what I was writing, and she responded, "Oh god, THAT isn't depressing."
So I was, you know, hoping not to run a depressing story. [There are some funny/happy stories in vol. 1!] Sadly, survival horror isn't known for its shiny happy people laughing. But, what I'm writing sounds like exactly the story they want to see. And I "need" publication more than I need the story version of autoerotic pleasure ¬_¬ [or, I need validation to justify all this time I spend writing to myself, basically]
Trivial-ish:
OHHH YEAH!!!NOOO!!!
Uterus. Rating: Not Awesome [I only just read this--I've been pacing myself to meter out how many posts I read at a time--but it's basically looking into a mirror]
I had a "Fanta Tropical Fruit Fusion" Icee. Colour: Evergreen. Taste: Pine needles. Maybe too much pine, not enough apple. I finished it, but hmm, maybe not having it again. [Strawberry Lemonade sounded happily boring.]
Cat and his owner are leaving sometime this weekend. Mum was apparently oblivious to the "girlfriend freeloading" effect until yesterdayish, but I guess we saw it as at least she wasn't here fucking 24/7 even when the actual PAYING roomie WASN'T like a certain NAG I could name. I will vaguely miss having a mews around, but not so much if it's not my Gabey or Xena Spleena =/
Unlocked my Sandman at last! ...fucking difficult at the end, tho T_T Why do the "fun" drum songs end up being so difficult? You know, like "Maps"--though NOT like "Green Grass and High Tides Forever" [which is just the ten minute torture you play if you hate the drummer]. I'd sooner NOT play nothing but "Headphones On" just because it's something I'm guaranteed to clear.
so, scallops [Bill Shatner's fave]