Forget your troubles, come on, get happy!

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I've been rather negative lately. Time for a Happy Post Round-Up.

♥ Finished my Hunger Games entry for dark_fest! F YEAH! (The fairy tale verse...might be shelved for awhile. My brain can't process meter at the moment.) If anyone has the time to look over this story and give it a quick beta before tomorrow afternoon, let me know: otherwise, I'll just give it a once-over myself in the morning and send it in. (WARNING: this is a dark!fic. It contains non/dubcon themes and issues of maternal apathy/neglect. Umm...yeah.)

♥ GOING TO CHICAGO NEXT MONTH! F YEAH, pretend mini-vacations!

♥ Music Meme. Y'all now how I like those:

I've done this one before, but WHATEVS: music meme! Crying out for completion.

Want a letter? Ask for a letter! I'll give you a letter, and you list your five favorite songs beginning with that letter!

I have been given a 'C' by the lovely planejane. (C is for cookie, that's good enough for me...)



"A Case of You" - Joni Mitchell

"Cecelia" - Simon & Garfunkel

"Close Call" - Rilo Kiley

"Cosmic Love" - Florence + The Machine

"The Crane Wife 3" - The Decemberists

* BONUS VIDEO *
"C is For Cookie" - Cookie Monster

Comments

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I guess the question that comes to me then is: why angst about the writing then?

It's a good point, but if you knew me better, it's one you wouldn't bother asking! (I'm...rather tightly wound, let's just say!) I suppose it's just that writing has always been a passion of mine, but one I've never stuck with for a long enough period to do anything about it. I don't have illusions of becoming a professional writer, but I would like to sell something, someday and to do that, I need more practice.

If you were in a crocheting creative slump, would you be as worried about it as writer's block?

Sorta, yeah! (Like I said: tightly wound!) I do feel...guilty, I guess...if I put it down for too long. (Actually, this reminds me: one of my friends is having baby #2 this summer, and I need to make him something!)

But no, not as worried as the writer's block!

I think it's time I just admit that I am mentally ill and in need of a prescription for tranquilizers.

Or a glass of wine.

Or five. :P