Why?

Mar. 17th, 2016 03:34 pm
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Zagg iPad cases are such crap.  I love how it effectively turns my iPad into a netbook, but I’m on my second one in less than five months.  And it’s breaking in exactly the same places the first one broke.  The warranty replacement on the first one went smoothly enough, but I don’t want to keep doing that every few months, even if they do let me.  I’ve got a Belkin case as a spare, which I’ll start using when this one dies completely, but I hate the keyboard on it.  It doesn’t work right if you set your iPad to any language other than US English, which is just annoying.  

I managed to catch the problem before it completely fell apart like the last one did, and just slapped some duct tape on, hoping to keep it in one piece.  It means I had to put duct tape on my iPad itself, because of the way the case is shaped, but a little sticky residue on a part that doesn’t actually have any input function is ignoreable.  But it keeps breaking right at the hinge, making it impossible to open or close the case without the iPad flinging itself off into the void or breaking my nose.  It hasn’t done that since I put the tape on it.  It’s also stopped squeaking now that the tape is on it – the plastic against plastic at the hinge would squeak and creak every time a key was pressed, from the tiny amount of wiggle the iPad would do.  It probably still has that tiny wiggle, but it’s plastic against softer rubber, so it’s silent!

Other than complaining about expensive things being cheaply made, I’ve got a few things I need to do today.  I’ve got a bunch of new things to list on my Etsy shop, as well as re-design the shop now that they’ve launched the tools to do that.  I’ll also be turning off cross-posting for a while and uploading more fic.  On my list of things I want to do this week, we’ve got a coffee table that we dug out of a dumpster many, many years ago.  There’s nothing wrong with it, aside from the fact that the previous owners scribbled all over it with Sharpie.  It’s kind of funky, in an ugly sort of way, and I’m ready for a change.  I’m thinking I might sand it down and stain it green or blue or something.  This time, I’ll remember to do before and after pics.

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Well, we’ve got all our running around done, got a sofa up to the apartment, and still have most of the evening to kill. Pretty good day.

We got up and had to run a quick errand in town, which was made slightly less quick by getting confused and going to the wrong part of town. But it was still quick, and ended with us right near Winco, so we stopped in there to do some quick shopping for lunch. I asked my brother what he and his friend like on their pizza, and was told that while Luke will eat anything, the friend only eats pepperoni, and only if it’s prepared a certain way. Well, okay then. I guess.

I decided I was going to try to make the frying pan pizzas from My Virgin Kitchen. The idea was to make four different kinds of pizza. Which I sort of succeeded at.

  
I guess char-broiled pepperoni counts as a different kind of pizza to just regular old pepperoni. But I didn’t realise that when he said these things cook super quick, that he meant they cook in about two minutes. I thought, being this is pizza, I’d have at least enough time to get going on putting the second one together, but I barely got the dough slapped down on the table before I could smell the pizza burning. But they turned out really good, aside from the first one, which turned out black. The friend didn’t even want any, so it wound up not mattering that I fucked up the first one. But man, this is a great way to make a pizza if you want it fast.

It went over really well too, espcially after getting a giant, ugly sofa bed up here.

  
Look at it. It’s hideous. It even came with a slipcover, but the slipcover is confusing, and we couldn’t figure out how it worked. But it’s a sofa! And a place for guests to sleep. And actually not as uncomfortable as I expected it to be. It’s got no feet, so the bed part is a little bit of a faff, and isn’t the most comfortable thing on the planet, but it still works. But they got it up here with surprisingly little effort, and then we all crowded on it for pizza and to pass a few bowls around. Now we’ve got some sandalwood going, and have opened up a few windows, just to air the place out a little bit.

But it was a fairly low-stress day. I like trying out new things in the kitchen, and had a lot of fun with that. I think it may wind up being how I do pizzas in general, just because of how quick it was, and it makes a really soft crust the way I like it. I think next time, I’m gonna try to do some garlic in the crust. Trying out something so new, I wasn’t sure how much I’d be able to mess around with the timing. Also, I don’t really have a good way to spread melted butter on anything, since I seem to be lacking a basting brush.

Not really sure what I want to do with the rest of my day. I’m still pretty tired after not getting a great night’s sleep last night. I had a roaring headache that was so bad, it was actually keeping me awake. But I told Robin Hood that now I finally have somewhere to kick him out to when he starts snoring and keeping me awake as well.

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As part of my attempt to get back to feeling like a person again, I decided today that I wanted to re-organise the kitchen.  Or, at least, re-organise it as well as one can, when it’s like a 4×4′ box.

  
It’s so tiny, and the cupboards are useless.  Nothing actually fits.  My cereal and pasta has been down in the corner cupboards, on those spinner things they put in there for some reason.  But every time you try to spin it, something falls off and gets stuck, and then you have to get down on your hands and knees to pull it out.  And when all I want is a fucking bowl of Rice Crispies, that’s way too much effort.  So I brought it all out onto the counters, just so it will always be there when I want it.  Also, so I don’t forget that I’ve also got Fruity Pebbles that have been there since January.  I’m such an out of sight, out of mind person, it’s horrible.

A similar decision I made was to keep out any of the cookware that gets used a lot.  Because again, it was all down in the other corner cupboard, and kept getting trapped and stuck, and getting down on my hands and knees really hurts.  So, fuck it.  It’s all going to sit on that side of the counter, which was aleady occupied by the griddle that – guess what – doesn’t fit anywhere.  And the knives moved to a really stupid place, but that’s the only place where there isn’t cupboard right above the counter.  The cupboards would be far more functional if they were aboout six inches higher, and only had two shelves instead of three.  But as low as they are, you can’t get the knives out of the block if you put the block somewhere sensible, like by the stove.

This kitchen really wasn’t designed for people who like to cook.  Or really, like to eat, or have stuff.  We actually wound up converting the dining room into counter space earlier this month, with the addition of a dining table we never intend to eat at.  It’s entire purpose in life is literally to just hold the plants, and give me a space to roll out pizza dough.

While I was doing all that, I realised that what was really bugging me most about the kitchen was that big, empty blank spot right above the sink.  It really needed something bright and lively to to with my neon kitchen knives and Crayola cookware.  And then I remembered that I had the perfect thing, sitting amongst a stack of crap in my bedroom.  I ordered the Swedish Meal Time advent calendar a few years ago, when they did that, and it took so long to get to me, that I’d forgotten I ever ordered it.  It also arrived torn (I later learned why, and hold no ill-will toward the Swedish Meal Time guys.  That was just a massive clusterfuck for everyone).  I don’t usually like to tack up my  posters, but since it’s already torn and creased anyway, I decided to stick it up and expect to just throw it out eventually.  Which is a shame, because it’s lovely, and whoever drew it put quite a lot of effort into it.  

Also, while I was doing all this, I had Robin Hood call my grandparents to see if my uncle was still up this way, because we’ve still got a sofa bed at their place, and need help getting it here.  My grandpa wants to help, but I flat out told him no.  He’s old, and there are a bunch of stairs, and just no.  But my uncle is back down in Vancouver, helping get Barry into hospice.  So.  There’s that.  But Grandma suggested trying to get hold of one of my brothers.  One’s got a baby and works nights, one is single and has normal work hours, but is chronically lazy when he’s not working, I actually don’t have my older brother’s number, so that left Luke.  Who is the WORST person to get in contact with.  I called him.  He didn’t answer.  I called our dad.  HE didn’t answer.  I called Luke’s girlfriend.  Her phone’s shut off.  I texted Luke.  He didn’t answer.  I called again, and did what I knew I should have done the first time: left an angry, belligerent voice mail, calling him all sorts of names and demanding he call me back. (I later shared this information with my grandmother, should she ever need to get hold of him.  Call him an asshole and tell him to answer his phone.  She’ll do it, too.)

He called me back like, almost immediately.  That is the only way anyone can ever get him to call back.  It’s so irritating.  And then I pretty much had to bribe him with food, and then remind/guilt him that the cousin that lived up this way got kicked out and had to move to Eugene, our uncle’s in Vancouver doing hospice stuff, and grandpa is old, so please come help us move this sofa bed please.  He’s coming up tomorrow with his friend.  I’ll probably make them pizza or something.

This means that I also have to sort out the front room, which is still sort of a massive pile of boxes, all right where I want the sofa.  There’s a cupboard that’s going to be for storage anyway, so I’ll probably have Robin Hood help me stuff everything in there.  But getting the sofa up here will also give me a new project.  It’s hideous, and the cushions are all crap, so making a slipcover for it, and sourcing new foam to make it not awful will give me something to do for a few days.  And by slipcover, I totally mean finding some outrageous fabric, and some really heavy safety pins.  My skills don’t go much farther than that, and even though I do know someone with the ability to do it well, I’ve never seen them actually complete a project in a reasonable amount of time, and it’s not really worth waiting four months.

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Oh my god

Mar. 15th, 2016 07:19 am
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I gesso’ed some old canvases today, and tried a few things with them.  One was complete write-off, and will have to be sanded and re-gesso’ed if I want to use it.  Considering all of my canvases are reclaimed anyway, I’m not terribly bothered.

  
But I pretty much had the sort of day that you’re just completely done with by the time lunch rolls around.  The sandpaper that I thought I had was just an old sandpaper package, so with the first layer on the canvases, I had to run out to the auto parts store to grab some new.  And beginning to end, it just wasn’t going right.  I must be shedding more than usual lately, because there were blue hairs stuck to every one of the canvases, and it seemed like every time I turned around, someone had sprinkled dirt on them.  I’m totally out of gesso and white paint now, so actually doing any painting is going to have to wait.  I buy my gesso in these big, pre-mixed buckets, but because the canvases are reclaimed, I also add white acrylic paint to it to make it a little more opaque.

And I’m out of gesso and white paint because I stepped in my bowl and spilled it everywhere.  I managed to get it cleaned up before it dried and stained up the carpet, but it wasn’t a great start to my day.  

For lunch, I was heating up some leftovers.  But first, I had to water the plants, and wound  up spilling one of them all over the stove, so I had to clean out the burner.  And then, because I’ve been on Mars all week, I wasn’t paying attention and turned on the wrong burner, and shattered a plate that was sitting on the stove.  I heard something weird, and turned around just in time to see it explode into a million pieces and scare the shit out of me.  So I had to clean that burner out, and surprisingly managed not to slice my hand off.

I decided I should get the hell out of the kitchen at that point, and fled to my work room, to wait for the canvases to dry.  I started getting a dye bath together, so I could cold-dye something (which is still actually quite hot).  As I was moving the dye bath to the table I wanted it on, I had a huge muscle spasm in my leg, and wound up covered in hot, brown dye.  At that point, I gave up and went to my room to sulk for a while.  About an hour ago, I decided I was hungry and should probably have dinner.  And in the process of cooking macaroni and cheese, I managed to smash up a bowl.  One second it was in my hand, and then the next, it was crashing into the edge of the counter and exploding glass everywhere.  I still have managed to avoid being cut, and I do not know how.

I really want to take a bath right now, but I’m afraid I’ll break my neck, or drown, or something stupid.  Everyone’s all worried about me being here alone during the week, because what if someone breaks in?  I’m pretty sure I’m a bigger threat to myself than anyone else is right now.

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Burnout

Mar. 14th, 2016 07:25 pm
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I think that’s the word for what I’ve been feeling lately.  A ridiculous, intense amount of burnout from all the stress earlier this year.  I feel like I need to just take some time off from everything, pick up a new, entirely unrelated hobby from everything I do, and put a few days into it.  I’ve been kind of interested in making my own little notebooks and journals lately, and kind of want to try that.  But I really can’t justify going out to buy the glue for it.

But I’ve sort of reached this point where nothing is holding my interest, and I can’t even get the drive to do the things I need to do.  Every time I start in on something, I get bored almost immediately.  My kitchen’s starting to get a bit over-run, but I also kind of don’t care.  bleh.

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I’ve got an Audible subscription.  It’s pretty much the only way I can get any “reading” done these days, since I’m a terribly slow reader, and have way too much else going on.  It’s somewhere around $25 a month, and that $25 gets me two downloads, plus a decent discount on anything I buy beyond those first two.  I figured this would be a bit of a break-even deal at first, but no.  Really no.

  
I didn’t redeem last month’s credits, so here’s $50 worth of books, and at least two or three months’ worth of listening.  The Holmes collection alone is worth it.  In fact, I think the Hot Zone there is the first one I’ve grabbed that’s been more than a few cents less than my subscription fee.

Also, the last thing I expected was to see Kareem Abdul-Jabbar writing Sherlock Holmes pastiche.  I gotta see what this is all about.  Fleeing from the Sherlock fandom sort of meant fleeing from the Sherlock Holmes fandom in general, so I had no idea this was a thing.  So, here we go.  This is my entertainment for the next decade all sorted, I think.  I’ve still got a few on my list from previous months I haven’t got to, but it’s nice to know that even when my YouTube subs death-faded, I’ll have something to keep me entertained while still.

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I’m going to spend much of today putting fic up here.  I want to try to get everything up, so I can actually start updating in real time.

I can’t update Midgard Legends, because I’m using it for a Big Bang.  I’ll probably start working on finishing Trickster God alongside it.  It’ll probably be about a week or two before I start putting up chapters.  Either be on Friday or Saturday again. I’m not sure.

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I just need to upload the last few chapters to Wattpad, but Isla Nublar is done.  84,000 words, almost exactly.  It kind of makes me wonder if I could find seven words to cut out, but I don’t really have that kind of energy after spending all day editing up chapters.  But it’s done!  There were times when I didn’t think I’d ever finish it.  

I’m definitely taking a break for a few days before I start on something else.  Oh boy.

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I’m actually looking forward to this one.  I think it’s gonna be a lot of fun.  I’m a little bit nervous about what the fic is going to look like by the time it gets to me, and a little more nervous about what it will look like after I’ve had my filthy way with it.

Ultimately, had a fuck-it day today.  My arm hurts too much to do anything useful, like holding onto the stuff I’m supposed to be working on.  I worked a little bit on my Trope Bingo fic, and may now see if I can put the final few words on Isla Nublar.  I’ve hit the point with it where I’m worried how people will take the ending, which is pretty much exactly how I felt as I finished Tarbell.  

Except now I worry that people are going to expect certain things from me, and what if I don’t deliver?  Augh.

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Ever since I was a kid, I’ve lived in a constant state of kind of sick, and occasionally seriously ill.  There was one winter when I was dying of an upper respitory infection that wouldn’t quit, but I still wanted to go trick or treating, so mum dressed me up like a vampire, because we wouldn’t have to deal with makeup.  I think the only makeup we did was to paint on the Dracula widow’s peak.  There are pictures of this somewhere, and I’d almost like to find them.

Growing up with this kind of shit will fuck with a person.  It’s the sort of thing that made me give the finger to Swine Flu and just stay in bed during that ordeal.  I’m sick.  That’s just my default state.  So I’m a little more sick than usual?  That’s no big deal.  But when your baseline is already at half the optimum level, it makes it difficult to tell if you’re REALLY sick or not sometimes.

I did tell Robin Hood last month, while I was dying of not!plague, that if the lymph nodes under my arms started to swell up, I’d make an appointment.  They never did; at least, not that I noticed then.  Now, though?  Oh god.  The one under my left arm is so big and so hard that just putting my arm down hurts and makes my hand go a bit numb. That ain’t right.  The ones in my neck are a bit stiff as well, though nowhere near where they were last month.  Can’t find any of the supraclavicle ones, or the ones in the stomach or in the groin.  (A perk of growing up always sick: you know how to find these things.)  The ones in my neck are rarely gone completely.  But the underarm ones have always been a bit alarming.  They’re the ones that take care of infection in your arm.  Or they’re a warning for some pretty nasty cancers.  Which, you know.  It probably isn’t, but watching someone right now slowly be torn apart by stomach cancer is sort of setting me on edge.  So, I’ve made an appointment, but the earliest I can get in is the 23rd.  When the dude asked what my concern was, and I told him, he very quickly offered to put me on the list to take over the spot of any cancellations in the clinic.  So.  You know.  Probably nothing, and probably just a standard thing, but the timing of that conversation sort of put me on edge a little more.  Especially since there’s no cause for any infection anywhere right now.  Unless it really is the plague, and I’m not just not showing any of the physical signs of my body rotting to bits?  Pretty sure it doesn’t move that slowly, though.  Still.  Going to the doctor to see what’s up.

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Fic Stuff

Mar. 10th, 2016 06:55 pm
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It’s Thursday, when means Robin Hood goes back to work today, and won’t be home until Tuesday.  (Usually he’s home late Sunday night, but this week’s a little different.)  I’m just in bed, wondering why I got up so early, and trying to work out what to do with my day.  I’ve got a few orders to fill, which I’ll probably do later tonight, so I can take them up to the post office tomorrow.

Speaking of the post office, I got a wonderful email today, where the USPS pretty much admitted they done fucked up with this late rate hike, and are redacting it in April.  I’m probably not the only one who stopped shipping Priority as a result, and I bet they lost a lot of general business to UPS over this one.  It was BAD.  I’m actually wondering how many sales I’ve lost of it, when people got to the checkout and saw the outrageous prices just for First Class.  But that’s all going back down next month, so I’m happy.

I’m probably gonna work on my commission today, since I want really badly to finish it by the end of the month.  I kind of don’t think it’s gonna happen, and I’m going to propose a change in style to the next one I do for this person.  The current way is just taking way too long, and I’ve stumbled upon a shortcut that looks just as nice, but takes half the time to complete.  I’ll see what he says the next time I see him.

Also, I’ve just got a little bit of tweaking to the final chapter, and then I’m done with Isla Nublar.  I’m probably gonna give myself a little break from chapter fic before jumping into finishing Midgard Legends for  WIP Big Bang.  Isla Nublar is going to top off somewhere around 83k, I think, after editing the last six chapters.  I’m so pleased to be done with it, you have no idea.  It’s been a wild ride, and after this, I definitely need to take a little break from writing action scenes before finishing my war story.  I think, once I get all of my WIPs worked out, I’m going to focus mainly on my AU series, and try to get it as far as I’ve got the ideas to take it.  I may keep writing tasertricks stories on the side, and definitely want to try to figure out what to do with this drifter AU idea I have.  I also really want to write an arranged marriage fic, but I’m torn.  The setup could work within the Loki AU series, but I’m not sure I want to actually go that far with it.  I had ideas that I really wanted to get into, but now I’m not sure I like them anymore.  But if I do the arranged marriage fic as a tasertricks fic, I’m going to wind up really struggling to come up with a setup for it I like.  The one that fits best for the canon doesn’t fit for the characters, basically.  Or maybe I will use the setup I have for the Loki AU and just tweak it around and make it fit.  Because I’ve been craving some arranged marriage fic that isn’t Thorki for a long time.  I think this is the first time I’ve ever been in a fandom where the juggernaut went beyond not even interesting me to being a flat out nope.  It’s anoying, because I know I’m missing out on a lot of stuff, but god, no.  DNW.

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That’s what I feel like I’m doing right now.  I’m not even sure if anybody follows me on WP, or if they just find me in the reader somehow, but I’ve doubled my post count today, and will probably double it again as I move all of my fic over there.  I have definitely decided on taking the course of serialising to WP, and then archiving to AO3/FFN later. 

 

I’ve posted Tarbell, Superhero RPF, and some one-shots so far today.  I’m gonna just start going down my AO3 list now, posting them in whatever order they happen to be in over there.  I may even delve deeper, and post stuff from older fandoms as well.  If I can still find older fandom stuff, anyway.  Computer crashes are great for losing old stuff.

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On AO3

Mar. 9th, 2016 09:24 pm
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I guess there’s been some confusion about what I said regarding AO3 recently.  I’ve never intended to delete that account, or my FFN account.  I’m just strongly considering no longer posting in the serialised way I’ve been posting.  I’ll probably still post serialised installments to my WP blog, and then once everything’s done, start uploading it all en masse to AO3 and FFN.  I’m probably going to even do the same with Isla Nublar.  I’ve got a little tiny bit at the end that still needs to be tweaked before I upload it, but I may wind up sticking it up here today.  At least up until the last two chapters, which I really badly need to finish so I can start working on other things.  Like Midgard Legends, for WIP Big Bang.  I’ve also got a request fic that I need to finish, and my Trope Bingo stuff.  I’ve actually made some headway on the first of my Trope Bingo fics, but I’m struggling to decide how I want to present it.  It’s another fic sort of in the style of Superhero RPF, where it’s not really a fic at all, but a bunch of other stuff pretending to be a fic.  So formatting is going to be a bitch.
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So, I changed my mind and deleted my account. It took some serious work to do, because of the sideblog, though. I managed to find out how to transfer it to a new account, and then found a really neat hack to make it almost like a primary blog. I just have to be mindful of hyphens when using that blog, but it’s over in its own place now, with its own dash that’s largely free of the kind of crap I’ve been sick of for a while. 

And I wasn’t even going to delete the blog at first, until I got some fresh, brand new perspective on why it was pissing me off so much. The only actual interaction I’ve had in the last month has been a string of anon hate that was getting more and more outrageous. Then I made the earlier post today about being fed up with Tumblr, and THAT was what it took to get any response from anybody. And that response was largely “stop complaining.”  A few people mentioned that they saw the anon posts, and asked what they could say to change my mind, but at that point, my mind was already made up. But it actually pissed me off, and I can’t believe how angry it made me. I make post after post after post trying to get people to talk to me, throwing my Skype info out there and reaching out to other people to start conversations, and nobody cares to respond until after I finally say how fed up I am with being ignored. Honestly, if 1000 people are following me, and none of them care about me until I say I’m quitting, then I want to know why the were following me to begin with. Because it certainly wasn’t anything to do with me.  Oh no, they’ll lose out on a few reblogs that everyone else has also reblogged. 

I mean. There are a few people who would respond, and they all know I’ve hated Tumblr from day one. Leaving the site wasn’t done in a move to punish or guilt anybody, but to keep me from making these screaming into the void posts, and then spending hours refreshing my dash and hoping people would have responded this time. If I’m that desperate for social interaction, then it’s time to make some changes, and getting rid of the biggest cause of my own insecurity is part of that. I know nobody will follow me over here from Tumblr, because I no nobody cares enough to bother setting up an account. But knowing I don’t have any followers makes not getting any feedback a foregone conclusion. It’s a lot less like screaming into a void, and more like just writing my thoughts down in a journal.  For similar reasons, I’m considering stopping my posts to AO3 and going back to drawer fic. I can see the 400+ subscribers to my fic. I can also see how there aren’t even close to that many people commenting. I don’t write for the comments, but it still hurts to know that this many people think so little of what I’m writing that they can’t even bother to say “good job.”  I was talking to a friend, and I think she’s absolutely right in her idea that AO3 is just as much to blame for the death of comment culture as Tumblr is, because they made it acceptable to “like” fics. Suddenly, you didn’t have to leave a comment on an LJ page and talk to that scary, scary author. And wherever the idea that authors are inherently scary comes from, I’d like to kick it. I am not the only person noticing this stuff lately, nor am I the only person to finally get fed up with it. I’ve got better things to do with my time than trying to beg interaction out of people half my age. So the tumblr’ gone. AO3 may be soon to follow. 
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I’m not going to be deleting my blog, but that’s admittedtly because I stupidly set up my shop’s blog as a sideblog, and not as its own account.  But Tumblr is doing nothing positive for me.  I’m pretty sure I’m being actively ignored by the part of the fandom I want to interact most with, and my latest post to try to find new followers was a pretty big indication that the sort of things I want aren’t going to be found on Tumblr anyway.  So, whatever.  I’m done.  It’s not fun anymore, and I’m going to try to find a way to get my sideblog moved to a primary through some form of bribery or whatever it takes.

But it’s just incredibly disheartening to look at my follower count.  I’ve got about 1000 followers, which is about 950 more than I ever had on LJ.  And yet, there are only about four or five people who even seem to care that I’m posting anything.  My social interaction on Tumblr pretty much consists of shouting something into the void, and the refreshing for an hour, going, “gee, I hope somebody sees my post this time.”  At least on WP, I know I don’t have any followers, so knowing that nobody cares is a lot easier to deal with.  But that is what it boils down to.  Nobody cares.  It’s pretty plain at this point, so I no longer care.  This post will get six views, and maybe one like from an external source, because that’s what all my posts that aren’t fic notes get.

And it’s the same with my fic, tbh.  Even worse, because I can see on the stats how many people are actually looking at it.  But the only reason the comment count on any of my fics is as high as it is is because I respond to people and try to spark up conversations.  Not that it ever works, because nobody wants to talk to me.  I want to finish these fics, but at the same time, I don’t see why I should.  If nobody cares about them, why am I bothering?  I’ve got better things to do with my time, and I’m starting to wonder why I even come back to try to finish these WIPs.  

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How to Train Your Norse Trickster God

Tasertricks. Darcy's Stockholm syndrome adventure.

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When the Dust Settles

Thor and Loki are both banished to Midgard.

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I've set myself a goal of 365,000 words for 2016, either fanfic or original fic. I'll update this as I think to.

84,698 / 365,000
(23.2%)


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I'm also aiming for a million words overall:

902,870 / 1,000,000
(90.29%)

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