Fri. June 16, 2023: Word Marathon
image courtesy of Suzy via pixabay.comFriday, July 16, 2023
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Day Before Dark Moon
Partly sunny and pleasant
Yesterday was a writing marathon and I’m kind of wrecked.
Today’s serial episode is Angel Hunt:
Episode 42: The Ex-Covener
When an ex-member of Lianna’s former coven shows up, it’s sure to mean trouble.
Something that frustrates me lately is that some of these supposed “wellness” practices are about training us to acquiesce to systems of oppression instead of giving us tools to dismantle them. Don’t tell me that when someone intentionally causes harm to me it’s MY fault for being upset and angry about it, and I should “change my reaction.” Fuck that shit. It’s not on the person harmed to be okay about it. It’s on the person CAUSING the harm to fucking stop it, and when they refuse to stop, then they must BE STOPPED.
That’s one of the many reasons we’re in the mess we’re in. We’re being trained in apathy and acquiescence and it’s being called “wellness” and “self-care.”
Self-care is burning down systems of oppression, boo.
Most of us unintentionally cause harm at some point. When we do so, we take responsibility when it’s brought to our attention, apologize ( a genuine one, none of the “IF I offended you” crap), and strive to do better. Saying, “oh, if you’re upset because I didn’t respect your boundary, you need to learn to change your response” is toxic bullshit, NOT wellness.
(Steps off soapbox. Dusts it and puts it away. For the moment).
(Gets it back out. Steps up).
There was a meme from a course screaming “Your muse is your bitch. Not the other way around.”
Nope.
My muse is my partner. Big difference. Instead of one part of me or the other part of me wasting energy on dominance, I try to have the different facets work together. Not necessarily in harmony, but working together to create. I find that is much healthier.
I’m not interested in having an entity or an energy as “my bitch” nor am I interested in being that for someone or something else.
Don’t start with “it’s just an expression.” WORDS MATTER. The right word choice matters. Especially in a supposed writing course.
(Steps off soap box. Dusts it off again. Shoves it under the couch and hopes it can stay there).
This Saturn Retrograde is gonna be a rough one, isn’t it? (It goes retrograde tomorrow). Saturn, the planet of life lessons, is going retrograde in Pisces (my sign) in my first house of identity. It’s supposed to be the catalyst to “unfettered liberation” and turning “dreams into reality.” Meanwhile, I’m ready to torch anything and everything in my way. I. Am. Done.
Did I mention I fixed the dishwasher myself and it now works again? I don’t want to get smug about it, for fear it will stop working again.
Drafted an episode of Legerdemain. Polished, uploaded, and scheduled next week’s Legerdemain episodes.
Went back to work on ANGEL HUNT and started writing. The small amount of material still left to adapt needed some pretty major rewrites. And then I kept going.
I paused to write up and send off the client material.
I went back to ANGEL HUNT. I wrote about 14K on it, 14 episodes, all the way through the climactic sequence. I have either one or two more episodes to write, for the resolution. I tried to finish last night, but by a little after 8 PM, I was out of words. Completely wrecked.
That means today, I will have to wrap it all up. I’d like this to be the last episode – episode 140. I want to end on an even number, so the end of the serial is the end of a week. It may be a slightly longer episode.
Then, I can put it aside for a few days, re-read all the episodes not yet up, revise, smooth things out, and get them all uploaded and scheduled by the end of the month. Well, I hope. It’ll take awhile to upload and schedule just under a hundred episodes.
But first, I have to finish the final episode.
I was just wrecked by the end of the day. Went to bed early. Which means I woke up in the middle of the night and had trouble getting back to sleep.
But I’m glad to be so close to the end of this serial. Well, the writing of it, anyway. There’s plenty still to do while it runs.
Cleaned up “The Dressing Room” a bit. It’s not as wild a piece as “Summon Thee” but it’s kind of fun. I think? It’s hard to tell at this point in the process.
Today’s agenda includes finishing the last episode(s) of ANGEL HUNT, promoting the episode that drops today, I have to do a library run and a grocery run. No client work today. I hoped to get to the Clark, but it depends on how long it takes me to finish ANGEL HUNT; also the weather is supposed to turn nasty later, and I don’t want to be out in it.
My plans for the weekend? No idea. Rest, maybe?
Have a good one, and I’ll catch you later.
