Ooof. Still feel horrid. I'm mostly done with the stupid book though, apart from a new ending (which, I am very happy about other than actually you know, writing it. It came after long dialogue with my sis via email, she has to have been my best beta reader, LOL.)
I was trying to resolve the protagonist's tension with you know the theme of the book (forgiveness/grudge holding, MI/non MI/family dynamics etc.) and there had to be SOME resolution, between the evilest character etc. but it was literally so entirely and totally (just using adverbs since I CAN without Penalty, LOL) but it was such an implausible idea, I was like, "I can't possibly write it."
Well, somehow, out of the questions of my sis and whatnot (she said the writing was GOOD this time, at least, she's a very very harsh beta reader, so that was nice) I realized I could do something DIFFERENT that will work. So yeah, just a cleanup and an ending.
It's rather horrifying, it kinda means soon I have to do all those awful tasks and stuff. I've been pretty much stuck to the couch all day. I still don't know why I feel THIS bad, I mean I shouldn't.
I wanted to do yoga, but I really don't want to. All these lovely sales coming up too but really, I need to just save my money.
As usual, my mom took MY idea (why not drive the truck down when you visit) and called the kid (not me) to let him know her idea. This stuff makes me ape. Don't be all at me about it and then take "my" idea and tell the kid, not me, the one who would potentially be you know, impacted.
She gets here June 6th-ish. Oh man. I want to smoke already.
Never mind ya'll I'm just cranky.
I think it's all the extra roid rage exiting my body. Hoping. Etc.
Anna
I was trying to resolve the protagonist's tension with you know the theme of the book (forgiveness/grudge holding, MI/non MI/family dynamics etc.) and there had to be SOME resolution, between the evilest character etc. but it was literally so entirely and totally (just using adverbs since I CAN without Penalty, LOL) but it was such an implausible idea, I was like, "I can't possibly write it."
Well, somehow, out of the questions of my sis and whatnot (she said the writing was GOOD this time, at least, she's a very very harsh beta reader, so that was nice) I realized I could do something DIFFERENT that will work. So yeah, just a cleanup and an ending.
It's rather horrifying, it kinda means soon I have to do all those awful tasks and stuff. I've been pretty much stuck to the couch all day. I still don't know why I feel THIS bad, I mean I shouldn't.
I wanted to do yoga, but I really don't want to. All these lovely sales coming up too but really, I need to just save my money.
As usual, my mom took MY idea (why not drive the truck down when you visit) and called the kid (not me) to let him know her idea. This stuff makes me ape. Don't be all at me about it and then take "my" idea and tell the kid, not me, the one who would potentially be you know, impacted.
She gets here June 6th-ish. Oh man. I want to smoke already.
Never mind ya'll I'm just cranky.
Anna

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