Well, it’s Saturday and I haven’t been able to think of a good blog topic this week, so it’s going to be another random collection of thoughts and updates.
My new job is going well so far! Everyone’s been nice to me and no one minded that I blu-tacked a Maleficent Lego minifigure to my phone, which is all I really want from a workplace.
I did another live-tweet of a Beauty and the Beast adaptation, but it wasn’t as much fun as the others. Turns out that screenshots from Fairy Tale Police Department: The Beauty and the Beast Bungle are pretty funny on their own, so there wasn’t a lot I could do to add value. For example:
The Storify is here, though, and I think you should check it out.
I fell into a Disney Store and some stuff fell into my basket and then some money fell out of my credit card and, well, basically there was just a lot of retail slapstickery.
I’m normally pretty good about resisting impulse buys, or at least impulse buys that are more than a few quid a time, but that pretty much fell apart over this lot. I am really, really enjoying all of it, though, and I totally deserved a new job treat (or four), right?
Writing is going pretty well, on average, I think. I’m down to only a few scenes that aren’t written at all, and a few more that need re-writing or expanding, and the current (final! FINAL!) draft is about 12,000 words shy of the 80,000 word target. My rollercoaster of feelings about my writing seems to be speeding up for this last stretch. I used to go several weeks thinking it was all pretty good, followed by weeks (or months) of hating it (and myself). Now it’s days. I’ll look at it one day and be like “Yay, I am a magical word princess who bends language effortlessly to her will!” and the next be like “Right, that’s it, I’m setting my computer on fire, changing my name and starting a new life on the moon.”
I keep trying to remind myself that most people won’t be reading it as critically as I am – in fact, the only reason anyone would read it the way I read it would be because they hate me and everything I stand for, in which case they’re probably not my audience. In fact, it’s far more likely that hardly anyone will read it at all. But it’s hard. I keep reading it and imagining the criticisms people might make and how I’d wish I’d fixed those problems while I had the chance, i.e. now. But I wish I could imagine the praise people might give the good parts at the same time!
Right, back to work, I guess! See you next week!