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I've been amazingly (not amazingly, just sort of comfortably...) productive the last few days, at least in terms of my "fannish" activity and my own writing. To date, I finished the first draft of the origin story, wrote SG-1 and FS ficlets about masturbation, and wrote some thoughts on story and on gender, and have responded to a lot of gender theory. This is a life I'm happy to lead. If, professionally, I'm mostly a glorified dictionary and office manager, I can live with that for a litte while longer.
But it has given me some time to think of things I'd like to have happen in the future:
1. I would like to start sleeping. When I go to bed, and not just that nap on the couch where my body shuts down like clockwork from 6:00-6:30 p.m. I had no nap yesterday, cleaned in a flurry so we could rehearse at my house. I had a glass or two of wine, I was drowsing over the lap top, and when I closed my eyes in happy ready for morpheus delirium, nothing. Hours of nothing. And there's no reason. Sleep, come back!! Please.
2. I would like to no longer have to buy furniture that requires assembly. I hate putting furniture together. I really, really do. I'm bad at it. And yet, it is cheap and tends to last in our house of destruction.
3. I would like to really polish my origin story so that it reads as a journey and not something terribly self-indulgent.
4. I would also like to finish first drafts of two short stories.
5. I would like to learn how to write a script so that I can write the Cops in Space pilot and get it out of my head.
6. I would like for someone to come to my house, take all of my old shoes and clothes and take them to Goodwill for me. As of now, I envision my car turning into one of those vehicles you see on the street that you assume the owner sleeps in. If one looked in my car, that would be a logical assumption. False, but logical.
7. I would like my ex to come over and fix our audio/visual system so that it works properly. Since he would have to do this while M. was not home, I don't see it happening. And I'd like M. to not be such a moron that he's afraid I'm going to blow up the TV by switiching out power cables. His penis does not give him automatic insight into technology, and it's cabling, not electricity. I'm not going to blow up the bloody TV. I didn't blow up the VCR when I took it apart, and if I hadn't left a few pieces of plastic on the floor, he'd never have known that I'd taken the VHS tapes apart and put them in new casings. Granted, the sink was a disaster, but it wasn't completely my fault. Electricity is different! I have the utmost respect for electricity.
8. I would like to trust myself to make some major life decisions about where I want to live and what I'm going to do with my life and not be afraid to actually apply to grad school or take a creative writing class. I tend to assume that you're all lying to me about my writing because you love me:) Real people do not love me, and therefore will not lie, and this will cause the embarrassing crying in public over criticism thing, and no one wants that:)
But it has given me some time to think of things I'd like to have happen in the future:
1. I would like to start sleeping. When I go to bed, and not just that nap on the couch where my body shuts down like clockwork from 6:00-6:30 p.m. I had no nap yesterday, cleaned in a flurry so we could rehearse at my house. I had a glass or two of wine, I was drowsing over the lap top, and when I closed my eyes in happy ready for morpheus delirium, nothing. Hours of nothing. And there's no reason. Sleep, come back!! Please.
2. I would like to no longer have to buy furniture that requires assembly. I hate putting furniture together. I really, really do. I'm bad at it. And yet, it is cheap and tends to last in our house of destruction.
3. I would like to really polish my origin story so that it reads as a journey and not something terribly self-indulgent.
4. I would also like to finish first drafts of two short stories.
5. I would like to learn how to write a script so that I can write the Cops in Space pilot and get it out of my head.
6. I would like for someone to come to my house, take all of my old shoes and clothes and take them to Goodwill for me. As of now, I envision my car turning into one of those vehicles you see on the street that you assume the owner sleeps in. If one looked in my car, that would be a logical assumption. False, but logical.
7. I would like my ex to come over and fix our audio/visual system so that it works properly. Since he would have to do this while M. was not home, I don't see it happening. And I'd like M. to not be such a moron that he's afraid I'm going to blow up the TV by switiching out power cables. His penis does not give him automatic insight into technology, and it's cabling, not electricity. I'm not going to blow up the bloody TV. I didn't blow up the VCR when I took it apart, and if I hadn't left a few pieces of plastic on the floor, he'd never have known that I'd taken the VHS tapes apart and put them in new casings. Granted, the sink was a disaster, but it wasn't completely my fault. Electricity is different! I have the utmost respect for electricity.
8. I would like to trust myself to make some major life decisions about where I want to live and what I'm going to do with my life and not be afraid to actually apply to grad school or take a creative writing class. I tend to assume that you're all lying to me about my writing because you love me:) Real people do not love me, and therefore will not lie, and this will cause the embarrassing crying in public over criticism thing, and no one wants that:)
