Weird Writer Wednesday

I don't know what I'm going talk about this week. Maybe state of the WIP, maybe state of the Author. Maybe a little bit of both. Maybe something about my new video editing work.

I dunno, but I'm doing it first.

It's the only way I can be certain it gets done at all. I can't do a "Reasons to Love" on Murderbot: The Series because I'm still evaluating it on its own merits. I'm running out of stuff that can be easily acquired.

Though I did make a true crime poem and post it because I'm a chaos gremlin and some things just overtake my brain.

The new routine is making my life "interesting" to say the least of it.

I started a chapter, yesterday, and I aim to finish it today. Not pushing myself, though. Just adding a sentence or a paragraph as the muse dictates.

I owe my readers a piece about something on my mind. Maybe a help to new writers, or a guide on how to focus with ASD/ADHD. I'm leaning towards the latter. All my little tricks that I've acquired over the many, many years of dealing with my own mental fog.

I'd much prefer to

I am spending this morning going through my archives for my most popular stories. All so I can read them to TubeTube at some point. My metric? Anything with 100 or more likes gets into the system.

There's more popular stories than I thought.

I have five years to sift through. That's going to be... interesting.

I'm still freaking out over it a little bit.

I can do this though. I know I can do this. Figuring out how to add video

I have to think of something to talk about for my weekly blog. Perhaps the stories behind the story I'm writing in my "Butcher's Book" and the general mood behind Sanity Projects. "In" prefix optional.

Yes, I made a little pamphlet thingy out of a sheet of Butcher's Paper. Replete with sewing the spine for binding. And yes, I am filling it with a weird little story.

Because I happen to be Like That(tm).

And yes, I plan on showing it

We're taping and papering out windows, today. My other plns to hunker and bunker are foiled by having a dental appointment.

The day before the cyclone fucking hits us.

I have excellent fucking timing. It's a gift.

So in the middle of tape and paper [I got a bargain lot of butcher's paper from a newfound source of stuff and things] I have to extract my car from the shed, drive myself down to the dentist's [through the slings and arrows of

Technical difficulties have been cleared, I have physio today, and some offerings due.

My marketing connection sent me the exact same video they sent me last time, so I sent them a clue.

As in, I know a few things about editing videos. So it could also be a callout.

Meanwhile, I'm going to be learning how to make a one-minute music piece in a GarageBand-like made specifically for Linux. I have to find my own loops, but that's okay.

I might

I owe Patreon posts, I owe a Weird Writer Wednesday. I also need to make bread and get meds.

I have the best timing [/sarcasm].

At least this time, I can walk without searing agony. That's something, I guess.

Mayhem wants to make his own bread on the same day that I'm planning my bread and this is just adding to the fun. Yay.

I am going to make myself mess around with brackets in GameMaker at some point. But I also

I will probably get to the rant after my physio appointment, today. Which rescheduled three times yesterday. No word of a lie.

And speaking of alterations to things, I had to remove the brackets from the title of this year's anthology because they want the cover and the words in the title to match. Fucking. Hell.

Also, Smashwords and Draft2Digital are doing affiliate links for profit reasons and they were the LAST non-evil self-publishing venue I had. Powers damn it.

The sooner

Between one and five this afternoon, the NBN crew come around to do the box installations that will make us fully connected. And then I find out whether or not the weather is going to have a bad influence on our connectivity.

Yay.

Tomorrow, I should also feed my starter, no matter what else I have going on.

...which reminds me, I should get my butter out of the fridge so that it's nice and soft for bikkies. That done, I shall

Mayhem needs bronchitis mix, I need cream. Holding out for payday means that I can take money out and still afford the shopping.

Strategy(tm).

But Mayhem needs the bronchitis medicine sooner than payday, so I gotta put on my Big Bean clothes and go out and get stuff. Yay?

That will happen after I do a dose on the nebuliser and run through my stretchies.

Which I should do now before I forget. Story when I'm done with the BS.