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eurydice72: How about your future? I know you're stressed, but in two months, that stress is gone. Think about what happens the day after. What are you going to do? Where do you want to be? Is there a place for me in your writing future?
It's less than two months, actually. Six weeks.
Hmmm. The day after. I think I might drink. Drinking is fun. And I feel like I've earned a beer or two! It's been taking a long time to answer this question, because I just don't know what the answer is. I think I'll just be starting a whole new round of stress. I don't have a job lined up. I still have no idea what I want to do with the rest of my life. I was talking to a friend of mine today, and we both agree that it's so weird to think we're not students anymore. How are we supposed to market ourselves? "Well, I'm really good at writing papers, and I do well with deadlines." I'm not sure I'm prepared for this transition.
As for the future of my writing, I have a lot of things I'd love to do. I need to finish Gone. I need to finish (start) my novel about the Zombie Apocalypse. I want to write a book about Angel and Don Quixote. I have about six other bunnies that I desperately want to write. Plus, I want to make some money at this, so I've got to start getting more short stories/novellas/books to AQP. But none of my plans are actually placed at a higher priority than all of the Jamie Craig projects and bunnies. We've got dozens and dozens, and we could have more with a tiny bit of effort. I really believe that my future as a writer is completely bound and tied up witheurydice72. Which is a tiny bit scary, because my ability to keep friends is not that great. Everybody I've ever known who isn't slacker_97 usually gets pretty fed up with me eventually. And maybe he hasn't yet because I give him blowjobs. I don't know.
I guess ultimately I just want to be an author, and I hope it works out.
eurydice72: How about your future? I know you're stressed, but in two months, that stress is gone. Think about what happens the day after. What are you going to do? Where do you want to be? Is there a place for me in your writing future? It's less than two months, actually. Six weeks.
Hmmm. The day after. I think I might drink. Drinking is fun. And I feel like I've earned a beer or two! It's been taking a long time to answer this question, because I just don't know what the answer is. I think I'll just be starting a whole new round of stress. I don't have a job lined up. I still have no idea what I want to do with the rest of my life. I was talking to a friend of mine today, and we both agree that it's so weird to think we're not students anymore. How are we supposed to market ourselves? "Well, I'm really good at writing papers, and I do well with deadlines." I'm not sure I'm prepared for this transition.
As for the future of my writing, I have a lot of things I'd love to do. I need to finish Gone. I need to finish (start) my novel about the Zombie Apocalypse. I want to write a book about Angel and Don Quixote. I have about six other bunnies that I desperately want to write. Plus, I want to make some money at this, so I've got to start getting more short stories/novellas/books to AQP. But none of my plans are actually placed at a higher priority than all of the Jamie Craig projects and bunnies. We've got dozens and dozens, and we could have more with a tiny bit of effort. I really believe that my future as a writer is completely bound and tied up with
eurydice72. Which is a tiny bit scary, because my ability to keep friends is not that great. Everybody I've ever known who isn't slacker_97 usually gets pretty fed up with me eventually. And maybe he hasn't yet because I give him blowjobs. I don't know. I guess ultimately I just want to be an author, and I hope it works out.