#it’s not a big deal I’m not UPSET

[herembers]

Just some musings about my historical romance story…

The story I wrote for my grad class begins in a graveyard. The heroine finds out that her husband has died in a run-down brothel with his pants around his ankles. They’d been married less than a week. It’s the talk of the town. He’s left her utterly humiliated with debt collectors hounding her to pay off his debt. She ran away from home to marry him. She doesn’t have any money. She doesn’t know anyone in this town, but everyone knows her as the widow whose husband died mid-coitus. She can’t stay there. The shame is unbearable. She needs to skip town.

Before she flees, she decides to visit her husband’s grave one last time and because she’s melodramatic, she decides to do it in the dead of night. Maybe to spit on his grave or curse his name, but she can’t because it’s just a big empty pit. Someone is in the process of digging him up. This man is my heroine’s intended love interest: seedy graverobber by night, aspiring physician by day. She doesn’t know the second part yet, she just knows this scary man is digging up her dead husband. He’s not exactly thrilled to have been caught in the act so he drags her back into town. Instead of turning her in like she expects, he takes her to a brothel. She’s incensed at his audacity. He knows who she is. However, this brothel isn’t like the one her husband died in. This place is ritzy and high-class. Her husband couldn’t afford a 30-second conversation there let alone a night. Plot happens. She ends up working there as a maid to both pay off her husband’s debts and set money aside to someday leave.

More plot happens. She finds out the graverobber visits the brothel weekly to provide medical care free of charge. Oh. Maybe he’s not as bad as she thought. Even though he comes off as cold and detached, he’s consistently taking care of others. (Secretly taking care of her too). She harbors a lot of unfair resentment towards brothel workers and he doesn’t put up with her shitty judgemental attitude. They butt heads constantly, but he doesn’t tip-toe around her feelings. She likes that. She keeps finding excuses to spend time with him. Lots of stolen glances. Wistful longing.

I got to a point in the story later where I felt totally stuck. Writer's block in the extreme. I knew what was going to happen, but I needed a bridge to get there. I asked my professor for advice. He thought my story was engaging. He liked my characters. He’d given me great critique up until this point like where my dialogue needed to change to flow better etc. So when I told him I could use some direction, he gave me a few ideas. His main suggestion? Give my heroine a love interest.

Now, this is a slow burn, but I feel like I tend to lack subtlety. I thought I was being fairly heavy-handed in showing that the graverobber is her endgame. My professor went on to describe a potential love interest for her being a friend of the graverobber. Someone completely clean with an innocent profession and no interest in visiting the brothel as a customer. Maybe the graverobber could introduce the two and I could add an element of romance to my story!

Me? Add romance? Groundbreaking.

This is a professor whose first lecture contained a good amount of romance novel bashing. Jabs at bodice rippers. So I can’t say I’m entirely surprised he may have missed the signs. Maybe I really did do a poor job of painting a burgeoning love story.

I just don’t understand. Why would I introduce a love interest halfway through the story? Why would he be bland and stripped of any intrigue? Why did he think the graverobber was an unsuitable option for my heroine?

I didn’t get a chance to ask. I thanked him for his advice and managed to pump out a few more chapters but damn. I’m kind of left feeling…perplexed about the whole thing haha.

[better-questionable]

Do not know if that trailer was real or not(I frankly don’t care at the moment) but if it is

Look at my guys! All three of the monkeys.

[shima-draws]

What the FUCK Furina’s backstory is so fucking sad??? The absolute TORTURE she’s been through. Shit dude,

[kizzington]

Not aiming this at anyone specifically, but I’m genuinely so disappointed & annoyed at the fact no one in my real life circles bothered to reach out to me to check up on me regarding the recent Liam Payne/One Direction news.

[honeypleasejustkillme]

we all broke our rules for someone

[msfcatlover]

IWCTW!Damian having to relearn how to suppress his stims, because his grandfather doesn’t like it, after nearly 20yrs of learning how to feel comfortable with expressing himself. 

(Clark catching Damian stimming, only for Damian to immediately try to bluff his way out of it, because it’s been months back with the League and Damian’s relearned that stimming is dangerous. Clark starts showing up with potential stim-toys, being super-casual and even framing some of them as requests. Like, “I’ve been thinking about giving something like this to my son, can you test it and make sure it both works and is safe please? Oh no, you can keep that one. I’ll get Jon another.”)

[immren]

i’m in that type of mood where i think i’ll probably feel better if i get a good cry out but that’s not happening T_T (is at work and i’ll get embarrassed)

[dreamwinged]

every single day i have at least one episode of remembering something i don’t want to remember at all and it’s just like hhhhh. more exhausting and upsetting than i have words to express. either trying to hold myself together in a public place or trying to shut it all out when i’m at home……. it’s just the worst either way

[kimetsu-chan]

Dude, I told my sisters that they woke me up from my nap, and told H she mostly woke me up and she called me delusional and said I was making stuff up.

Then my dad got upset at me for reacting to it.

Then I messed it up by telling her I didn’t want to talk when she tried to apologize, and I feel like now I have to apologize to her

But I don’t feel like her apology was genuine, because I know my dad would’ve told her to say sorry

[spacespore]

HI TUMBLRR it’s me

[the-bi-space-ace]

I’ll never understand why someone would offer to help with something, let me rely on them to help with it, listen to me say I’m overwhelmed and am just glad I have the help, then go to complain about having to help me within earshot. If you don’t want to help with something why offer? Why would you do that and then complain about me? It’ll never make any sense to me. While this is certainly nothing earth shattering it still makes me feel like a burden. As if I’ve done something wrong by simply taking someone at their word. I don’t know how I was meant to know that they didn’t really want to help. But now I feel like the asshole who didn’t understand this sooner.

[gregmarriage]

it might just be my period, but i feel very annoying. like i’m too much and too intense for ppl and i keep scaring them away, bc they don’t like that

[insanechayne]

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[wewontbesleeping]

sincerely never gotten over anything in my life

[parasite-core]

I just learned from randomly looking up afterimages and seeing that one of my migraine medicines is linked to them, and knowing I started getting afterimages when I got my severe photophobia I looked up if that medicine was linked to photophobia and sure as fuck.

I am so upset. I cannot believe with all the times I’ve brought up to my neurologist that my photophobia is the most debilitating part of my condition that no one EVER thought to check it any of the medicines they had me on might be causing it. They are always trying to redirect me to other things and never addressing the photophobia and it might be as easy as weaning me off this medication and finding an alternative??? Fuck man I am pissed.

[stevebabey]

o i hate caring too much about my silly fanfiction…. it becomes a lose-lose situation ☹️