ficathon pimping & still trying to think positive
medie is running The First Annual "Because We Are Awesome" Drabble-A-Thon, inspired by the "Fuck you, she's awesome!" meme that was going around a week or so back. It's multi-fandom and is all about celebrating the awesome women characters in the media we love, and can be het, gen, and/or girlslash.
She's compiling prompts through tomorrow, and the final list will be posted beginning this Saturday. So, go! Post prompts, write a drabble if you feel inspired -- just celebrate the women in our fandoms!
Right. Positive things now.
Today was the kind of day that makes it hard to find any positive moments, but I've said I'm going to do this, and I will.
I had a little bit of time to sit outside at lunch and read, and the sun was warm and my book (Harrowing the Dragon by Patricia McKillip) was good, and for a little while the words pulled me in enough that I was able to let go of myself and of everything I was worrying about. For that little while, things were good, and I felt the closest to calm I had been all day, or in fact since yesterday.
And tomorrow is Friday, which means I get my Starbucks in the morning. It should also mean that I'll finally have time and brain-space to write again, which I really want to do. I'm excited about the stories I'm working on, when I have time to think about it and when I let go of The Fear, and I want to get back to that place again.
She's compiling prompts through tomorrow, and the final list will be posted beginning this Saturday. So, go! Post prompts, write a drabble if you feel inspired -- just celebrate the women in our fandoms!
Right. Positive things now.
Today was the kind of day that makes it hard to find any positive moments, but I've said I'm going to do this, and I will.
I had a little bit of time to sit outside at lunch and read, and the sun was warm and my book (Harrowing the Dragon by Patricia McKillip) was good, and for a little while the words pulled me in enough that I was able to let go of myself and of everything I was worrying about. For that little while, things were good, and I felt the closest to calm I had been all day, or in fact since yesterday.
And tomorrow is Friday, which means I get my Starbucks in the morning. It should also mean that I'll finally have time and brain-space to write again, which I really want to do. I'm excited about the stories I'm working on, when I have time to think about it and when I let go of The Fear, and I want to get back to that place again.