Every time I try to produce a new color stripey, I either get an ordinary or my dragons show no interest in each other. Foo. Now I have to wait a week before trying again. At least I got a couple of the new ones.
Does anyone want to actually read my fiction? I chaff because I have not heard back from Dark Quest publishing (how long DOES one have to wait before deciding they're not interested and trying someone else?), and I begin to think it's rather pointless writing my own stuff, but damn it, it's what I want to write. I just hate writing in a void. I like readers. I mean, being published would be awesome -- but having an audience is what I write FOR. Everyone I know is either into fan fiction or I'm a terrible slacker and I don't produce as much return commentary as I should do in exchange for their kind beta commentary. *sigh*
My arm is hurting again. My therapist guessed (rightly) I'm not doing my stretches as I should.
I have determined that "they" are correct, and I need to substantially increase my workouts in order to see any further results, because currently what I do is only maintaining my weight, even when I struggle to keep myself in the 1200 - 1400 calorie area (and MAN, that's tough!). As such, I have been in the gym every morning this week thus far. Yay, me.
If anyone DOES indicate an interest in my work, I will post a semi-pornish short story here. Hell, I may post it anyway. Maybe someone will find it and enjoy it. It's even got a pseudo-plot.
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I grump because I am.
Does anyone want to actually read my fiction? I chaff because I have not heard back from Dark Quest publishing (how long DOES one have to wait before deciding they're not interested and trying someone else?), and I begin to think it's rather pointless writing my own stuff, but damn it, it's what I want to write. I just hate writing in a void. I like readers. I mean, being published would be awesome -- but having an audience is what I write FOR. Everyone I know is either into fan fiction or I'm a terrible slacker and I don't produce as much return commentary as I should do in exchange for their kind beta commentary. *sigh*
My arm is hurting again. My therapist guessed (rightly) I'm not doing my stretches as I should.
I have determined that "they" are correct, and I need to substantially increase my workouts in order to see any further results, because currently what I do is only maintaining my weight, even when I struggle to keep myself in the 1200 - 1400 calorie area (and MAN, that's tough!). As such, I have been in the gym every morning this week thus far. Yay, me.
If anyone DOES indicate an interest in my work, I will post a semi-pornish short story here. Hell, I may post it anyway. Maybe someone will find it and enjoy it. It's even got a pseudo-plot.
I grump because I am.
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