Things I am really good at:
- Character studies
- Character interaction
- Writing body language
Things I am pants at:
Sooooooo… basically these two are going to talk and posture at each other for an unknown amount of pages, probably resolve nothing, and everyone who reads it will say, “That was amazingly written! …what was it about?” So I will respond:
“I don’t know the author is dead!!!!!”
And laugh maniacally while I bury myself in a pile of unused outlines.
THIS IS MY DESIGN
Nothing feels good, everything feels bad, it’s a delusional joke to think I might be able to do grad school on top of working full time and trying to keep a lid on whatever’s broken in my brain.
I already pre-ordered a copy of Civil War on Blu Ray, but it’s not coming until the 13th. And yet, I might buy it on Amazon Video just to be able to watch it today because clearly all the options on Netflix, Amazon Prime Video and YouTube are not doing it for me.
I hate this I hate this I hate this. Why brain? It was almost easier when you just wanted to die all the time. At least then I could distract you. Now I can’t sit still for more than 5 minutes and I want to chew the walls. And yet nothing satisfies. Why this?
When you want to gush about how fucking hot, beautiful and talented your unrequited crush is, but she reads your tumblr and you don’t want to embarrass her or make her uncomfortable because she is also a close friend and not attracted to girls so you don’t want to jeopardize the friendship. Also you’re terrible at flirting anyway.
–A Special Interest Novel By Me
Civil War cast really needs a drunken Hooters roadtrip like the cast of Star Trek Into Darkness did.