we are not lost

Aubrey; also Birdie.
Fantasy writer. Polyamorous and really gay. Mentally ill and disabled.
Local queen of cait sidhe. Powered by caffeine, anxiety, and spite.

mortalcity: A flock of corvids against a pale sky (corvids | the devil counted to seven)
The last month, in summary: generally crap. Got derailed from writing for a while because of breakup drama, struggled with RP things because of reasons. Basically, February can go to hell.

Except for the Hamilton bootleg. That part was not so terrible.

Word Count: 12327 (with RP); 2755 (without RP). ....like I said, not great.
Stories Written: This one WG ficlet is all I finished; a couple of other things slowly getting added to that I will finish eventually.
Reading: A lot of Animorphs, currently paused at #25 while I wait for [personal profile] actuallyclintbarton to catch up with me; The Sleeping Beauty by Mercedes Lackey, because I like to read silly fluffy fantasy when I am sad.




This month: writing again! Actually finishing some goddamn fics. Figuring out what the hell I am doing with my larger projects. Burying myself in work in an attempt to distract myself from overwhelming anxiety about my living situation, once again.

Month goals, for accountability reasons )
mortalcity: (Hamilton | looking for a mind at work)
On a completely different note. Posting writing goals for the month, because [profile] thebonesofferalletters did it and it seemed like a good idea.

  • [community profile] rainbowfic Stuff
    • Write 2500 words for the comm Not quite, but close enough to count
    • Actually finish two or three fics (minimum...) I finished... one
    • Finish prism (+ prism saturation because I'm a masochist)

  • Wiki Stuff
    • Put together the egregore page
    • Add a few more DMA character pages

  • RP Stuff


...I feel like there's something important I'm forgetting here, but whatever. I'll come back and edit it in if I think of it.
mortalcity: Blood spatters. And skewers. Text: "It was a nice day... for torturin'." (text | it was a nice day... for torturin)
Okay, with all the chaos lately, I am totally losing track of everything I need to do. Honestly, if I get home and the house has not exploded or something, I will be a little surprised.

But I actually have shit to do this month, outside of the unexpected move, which I am kind of inclined to just let happen around me because fuck this noise. Fuck it. It's not my fault and I refuse to let it derail my life any further than it has to. I have the power to make people deal with this for me through sheer obstinance (and possible panic attacks), and I plan to use it.

So! Time for a to do list. )
mortalcity: Text: "Can I assume from your total silence and blank faces that you're all with me?" (text | total silence and blank faces)
Going with the crowd and making a to do list for myself here. I have a little notebook for this that keeps me sane, but it's organized daily and I get sad if I put stuff I know I can't do in one day on there, so. Broader, more general to do list, for the next week or so.

to do )

done )