WIP WEDNESDAY
*brushes cobwebs aside* yep, still here, phew!
I’m back!! I’ve been more than a little AWOL with this blog recently, writer’s block is a bitch! ASR edits have all but halted, COTTA planning has completely stagnated, and epic gay sc-fi WIP never made it out of the starting gates.
But we press on.
Thank you for the tags the past few weeks @hushed-chorus @aristocratic-otter @artsyunderstudy @martsonmars @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @blackberrysummerblog @larkral @theearlgreymage @orange-peony ! Loving seeing what you’re all working on!
For now, here’s something from one of my, affectionately titled, ‘shit hits the fan’ chapters. Certain names have been redacted for spoilers 👀
“Psst.”
Lauren stopped, trying to pinpoint exactly where the sound had come from. Under the tree cover, rain drops on the leaves and leaf litter distorted sounds.
“Psst.”
It was coming from a raised bank to her right, one that sloped down and away into a small clearing with a rope swing in it.
“Lauren.”
Oh this was going to be fun.
“Lauren!” [Redacted] raised his voice a little this time, and she saw his curly ginger head pop out from behind a tree on the bank. If she hadn’t wanted to cave in his face, she’d probably have laughed at how suddenly he appeared. Like a little wood sprite popping up to guide a weary traveller in a fairytale.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Lauren whispered horsely, playing the innocent.
“I heard what happened.” Of course he had. “I tried to get word to you last night, but I couldn’t get hold of you.” Funny that.
“How did you know I was up here?”
His flushed cheeks turned a darker shade of red. “I … may have followed you.”
She couldn’t keep the bitter laugh inside. “Oh, really?”
“What are you doing up here?”
“I was scoping out the area, to make sure no one had followed me up here,” she said pointedly, keeping the knife in his line of sight.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“And …?”
“And I found you.”
“Ah, yes, I can see what this looks like.”
“I’m glad we’re on the same page.”
“Yes. Now, before you disembowel me,” he said, his easy charm suddenly oozing from every pore, “there is something you ought to know.” Lauren’s grip around the blade was getting slippery with the rain. She needed to act soon. “I didn’t come up here alone.”
[Redacted] is currently causing me some headaches, as I have no idea how to write his dialogue to show he’s Welsh, rather than just dropping it into descriptions/dialogue tags. Any Welsh mutuals/anyone who has any ideas, please, help a gal out 🙈😂
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What’s up with how the dunmeshi fandom just lies about this kind of stuff all the time. It is easily confirmable information that it was a monthly series, something incredibly common in the industry.
A not weekly magazine schedule is literally common !! Especially in the seinen shoujo and josei demographics, sometimes monthly, sometimes biweekly, sometimes every two months, sometimes seasonal! Please stop lying about how Dunmeshi was some special unique creation that defies all standards of manga just to hype it up because it is so clear that every single one of these comparisons is centered around Weekly Shonen Jump (and understand that SJ has many magazines under its brand that are monthly or semimonthly). Not everything is WSJ and it needs to stop being the only point of reference in conversations like this 🤧
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I think so many people are so deeply alienated from themselves that they have no clue how to exercise their free will and autonomy. For some, this alienation runs so deep that they are afraid of their own autonomy and humanity. It is completely understandable why one would have those feelings, but it can be worrisome.
I want to help others who feel this way, so here are small things I have done to exercise my free will:
Add "guilty pleasure" songs to playlists and actually listen to them (I have a ton of late 1990s-early 2000s music I listen to now proudly that I never listened to in the past out of shame)
Getting the décor item, bath set, bed spread, ect. in the patterns you like, even if it's "childish" (I got a dinosaur-themed wastebasket from the kids' décor section and I adore it)
Taking a new route to get to a place you go to often
Eat dessert first
Celebrate well, and often
Collect things that are "odd" or don't seem like an "acceptable" thing to collect (somebody on my "for you" page collects dandelion crayola crayons and it was so cool!!!!!!)
Incorporate one new piece in an outfit you wear frequently (e.g., a new chain, a necklace, ribbons, bracelets, ect.). Challenge yourself to add onto the outfits if you feel up for it.
Sing along to songs without worrying that you sound "good" or your intonation is completely accurate
Read a book from a genre you weren't allowed to read as a kid (comics, thrillers, mysteries, anything!)
Walk without having a specific destination or goal
Pick up a new craft without expecting yourself to master it or to ever be "good" enough. Get your hands messy.
I don't want to shame anybody for not feeling as though they have free will or that they are exempt from exercising it. However, I wanted to give ideas so that you might read this list and find your own ways to express your intrinsic autonomy and will. You deserve to be a person, to feel alive, not just living. That is what our lives are for.
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