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wyntir_knightJanuary basically consisted of doing the Snowflake Challenge, which I actually completed this year! Yay me! And that meant that I actually got some writing done last month.
Pickman's Model is a small piece set in Fallout 4 that asks what would happen when a serial killer Sole Survivor meets Pickman for the first time.
I also started working on my TF/MCU crossover (mostly plotting out general ideas) and my Ratchet/Smokescreen fic again and I'm slowly managing to work my way out of the corner I wrote myself into with "You Remind Me of Someone I Used to Know".
So for February I am planning on continuing to flex my writing muscles by working on some of this months "31_days" prompts (community over on the remains of LJ), fleshing out my general headspace world building, and (hopefully) finishing the next chapter of "You Remind Me".
Honestly, I will be happy if I get one thing written. that will tie me with last year's output. That will be good.
On a personal note, things will be slightly better after this weekend. After Christmas my eldest cat started going downhill in terms of her health. She's unable to get down the stairs to her litter so she was peeing and pooping everywhere until we moved her litter to where she could reach it (she is very good at going in places where she is hidden), she fell off the counter and broke a fang last week, and she is barely eating. She's clearly miserable and we've decided that we aren't doing her any favours by prolonging her life. Ever since it became clear that she's dying I've woken up every morning convinced that I'm going to find her dead in a corner somewhere. It's been nothing but stress and pain because my life doesn't allow me to breakdown like I need to. So after tomorrow it'll be better. A part of me is still hoping for a miracle, but I know that that will not happen and I am just being cruel to my little girl by trying to prolong things. She isn't eating, she's barely drinking, and everything is exhausting her.
So, yeah. Emotional exhaustion. Complete and total emotional exhaustion.
Pickman's Model is a small piece set in Fallout 4 that asks what would happen when a serial killer Sole Survivor meets Pickman for the first time.
I also started working on my TF/MCU crossover (mostly plotting out general ideas) and my Ratchet/Smokescreen fic again and I'm slowly managing to work my way out of the corner I wrote myself into with "You Remind Me of Someone I Used to Know".
So for February I am planning on continuing to flex my writing muscles by working on some of this months "31_days" prompts (community over on the remains of LJ), fleshing out my general headspace world building, and (hopefully) finishing the next chapter of "You Remind Me".
Honestly, I will be happy if I get one thing written. that will tie me with last year's output. That will be good.
On a personal note, things will be slightly better after this weekend. After Christmas my eldest cat started going downhill in terms of her health. She's unable to get down the stairs to her litter so she was peeing and pooping everywhere until we moved her litter to where she could reach it (she is very good at going in places where she is hidden), she fell off the counter and broke a fang last week, and she is barely eating. She's clearly miserable and we've decided that we aren't doing her any favours by prolonging her life. Ever since it became clear that she's dying I've woken up every morning convinced that I'm going to find her dead in a corner somewhere. It's been nothing but stress and pain because my life doesn't allow me to breakdown like I need to. So after tomorrow it'll be better. A part of me is still hoping for a miracle, but I know that that will not happen and I am just being cruel to my little girl by trying to prolong things. She isn't eating, she's barely drinking, and everything is exhausting her.
So, yeah. Emotional exhaustion. Complete and total emotional exhaustion.
