about the bears! i can relate, i was born and spent my childhood in a small town in Siberia, forests are pretty close to us, too. and bears go into the town for food sometimes, esp in spring and autumn, they tend to scavenger on trash cans. i even remember how when i was in middle school a rumour went around how a bear is in a park nearby my school, and well, we all went to see the bear. fortunately there was no bear for us to see and we got in a big trouble for that xDD my parents even got a note "she went to a park to see a bear without permission, didn't have her coat on!!" and yes, reoccurring bear-chase dreams are a thing for me, too, lol
also i adore your art and Vasco especially, sunny, lovely boy. Thank you so much for sharing your wonderful work with us : )
"Went to a park to see a bear without a permission! Didn't have her coat on!"
To piggyback off the last post I reblogged; I was so engrossed in talking about everything else that I never mentioned how much the Upheaval is never properly explained and makes very little sense, but there you go.
The Upheaval is never properly explained (nor are there explanations being hinted at) and makes very little sense.
maybe weird thought that just hit me; a locked tomb AU set in the Disco Elysium world could actually work... kinda awesomely? IDK, the vibes just somehow align in a way that *works* in by brain. Can 1000% imagine Harrow latching onto Dolores Dei as her 'alecto' in it like crazy. Gideon as some shipping dock worker. The Second just *reek* of that pathetic cop energy that try to come into Martinaise and be 'The Law' and fail spectacularly. Just... so many things lining up perfectly in my head.
Plus as someone who normally viscerally dislikes modern AUs I think it could actually work pretty well as a modern-adjacent locked tomb AU. That kinda 'almost modern, almost our world... but not quite' energy that preserves the weirdness of tlt.
Ever since finishing Journey I've been restless, without a creative focus, and without even many mundane demands since my kids are all in school now.
It's a real trip, by the way, going from a decade-plus spent as a 24/7 on call caregiver with barely the time to form a full coherent thought, to... a pampered housewife with few demands on her time.
I keep asking Sam if I should get a real job. Our "deal" -- which was only ever the deal that I proposed, and clung to, throughout those hard years when even being by myself in the shower felt like a snatched luxury...the deal was, that after the crunch was over, I'd get two years to write and market a novel.
Well. Journey took five years to write, and hasn't been sold yet. But it's still useful for me to be home and flexibly "on call" for childcare in case of illness or Sam having an out-of-town conference or whatever, and also I do still cook every night. I'm not entirely useless. Just...mostly.
One day not so long ago Sam came into the bathroom in the middle of the day, when I was having a luxurious candlelit bubble bath soak. "Should I...get a job?" I asked weakly.
"Nah," he said. "You're fine. You do plenty."
But I objectively do...not that much. I have SO MUCH time in the day now, I have hella time, and I'm not even writing. Journey is in the slush pile with Baen and I don't have a current project. I'm getting itchy and restless with it. It's like I'm retired at 47.
I don't have a conclusion for this. It's just where I am. It's not a bad place by any measure; no, I'm incredibly lucky. I've always been so fucking lucky.
hey y'all, anyone have any good stress relief tehniques or habits they'd like to share cuz I've been more stressed in the last 3 weeks then I was in the last 6 months