Day 142

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Wednesday, August 26, 2020

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Me: spells Wednesday without autocorrect or spellcheck

Also me: misspells 'august' and 'spellcheck' and 'misspells'


The gods cursed me with terrible spelling, the inability to talk to people, and a host of mental issues and bad habits to make sure I wouldn't be able to defeat them. 


Someone once commented on a thing I wrote saying, "damn that was smooth, did you come up with that line?"

Me:

The line: "[person a]: in your dreams.

[person b]: then it must be true because every moment with you is a dream"

Also me on a zoom call: Enaman- aenah- enemies. En-nah-me's. 

Me: *screams*

Me at the line: damn how did I write that?


People: oh my gosh I need this kind of significant other in my life, how do you write this relationship because it's just so perfect!! ❤️❤️❤️😍😍😍❤️❤️❤️❤️

Me: uh

Me: I wrote a healthy relationship where both partners support each other and believe in each other because they trust each other and have a system to help each other. They are a couple but have friends and a family, they don't reserve affection just between the two of them. This is a healthy relationship guys it's not perfect but it's healthy. How different can it be from others???


Me: *starts feeling numb*

Me: great idea, let's pop over and start writing in a character's perspective that is also becoming numb!

Me: *feels empty and lost*

Me: perfect, this is exactly what I want the tone to be.

Me: *writes an extremely numb and detached two pages worth of internal monologue*

Me: Ink you absolute genius 


Parents: *yell for us kids*

Me: welp, I'm probably getting yelled at.

Me: *gets Disappointed Parent™️ looks and talk about chores and responsibility*

Me: so who wants to curl up in a small corner and never show their face to the world again? Cause I sure do!


Me: I don't like small spaces, not enough room.

Also me: I'mma squeeze myself into this small space between my dresser and chair because it may extremely uncomfortable but I feel safer with less ways for people to sneak up on me. 


Me: I want salt

Me: but I cannot have the salt

Me: this is for my own good.

Also me: *stands in the pantry staring at the salty food for a solid minute*


Me: *gets a scrape/cut* *sees blood* Nope nope nope nope I hate this I'm out

Also me: *doesn't care when I see blood, just sighs in annoyance*


Mom: so what're you reading now?

Me: *is not reading anything because I'm in my stagnation part of reading where I'm realizing that I went to books for comfort and escape, and now that I have that in other ways I no longer know what to do* 

Me: oh I'm currently between books at the moment.


Me: *has three fics to update per week*

Me: *has two pet projects along with that*

Me: you know what would be great?

Me: *three solid ideas ready to be started*

Me: Boom


Me: can we leave? The baby isn't good with people.

Friend: what baby?

Me: me.


Parents: you know, I haven't seen you finish a book in a while. What's up?

Me: *has read over 300 works on two different websites in three months not to mention at least twenty fics that I've been following for months that finished over those three months*

Me: oh you know, I've been sucked into writing so I just haven't really had the motivation.


Stay safe kiddos and remember to call me up if you need my help hiding a body!

Love you <3<3<3 

~Ink

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