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Entry tags:
- h,
- irks,
- publishing,
- scribing,
- sociality
Productivity Sans Focus
Didn't even know that such a thing was possible, but judging by my weekend, it is. Still not much happening on the poetry front, but in terms of marketing and getting ready for my signing I'm doing okay. My bookmarks are printed and just need the tassles put on. My super sweet tye-dyed tights didn't fit. I'm rush ordering some white footless dealies I'm going to try to dye myself. Plus I still have to figure out my makeups and fit my custom fangs. And I have to design my sign for the table and give it to H for printing.
I'm going to be on Flint talk radio during afternoon drive-time this Wednesday. I'll be promoting the Vampire Ball and the fact that I'll be signing books there.
The following week, I'm being interviewed for a new local magazine, again to talk about books and writerly things. I haven't even put together my press packet for the new book. I daresay I'm a little behind on that.
Still having some emotional hoo-ha lately. One of my buddies is being a total dick about something that's none of his business. Instead of talking to me directly, he's bringing up numerous non-issues and just generally being a big, mean douche about things in general. As a person with mental illness, I understand that shit happens. Though, after the third time I calmly say "I'm sorry you're having a rough time, please stop taking it out on me." or "I understand your feelings on this. I disagree." I expect the verbal abuse to stop, or at least lessen. The whole I can do and say whatever I want because I'm angry and YOU made me that way philosophy doesn't really work for me. Plus it makes me sad since I don't really deserve that kind of treatment from people I've always been cool with.
Plus, I'm plagued by zombie nightmares and general stress and fears about things that are supposed to be exiting and fun.
Oh yeah, and today is my and H's two-year wedding anniversary.
I know, right?!?
I'm going to be on Flint talk radio during afternoon drive-time this Wednesday. I'll be promoting the Vampire Ball and the fact that I'll be signing books there.
The following week, I'm being interviewed for a new local magazine, again to talk about books and writerly things. I haven't even put together my press packet for the new book. I daresay I'm a little behind on that.
Still having some emotional hoo-ha lately. One of my buddies is being a total dick about something that's none of his business. Instead of talking to me directly, he's bringing up numerous non-issues and just generally being a big, mean douche about things in general. As a person with mental illness, I understand that shit happens. Though, after the third time I calmly say "I'm sorry you're having a rough time, please stop taking it out on me." or "I understand your feelings on this. I disagree." I expect the verbal abuse to stop, or at least lessen. The whole I can do and say whatever I want because I'm angry and YOU made me that way philosophy doesn't really work for me. Plus it makes me sad since I don't really deserve that kind of treatment from people I've always been cool with.
Plus, I'm plagued by zombie nightmares and general stress and fears about things that are supposed to be exiting and fun.
Oh yeah, and today is my and H's two-year wedding anniversary.
I know, right?!?
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1 Fishnet stockings
2 Spit
3 Vegemite & stale crackers
4 Sea Monkeys
5 Porn
6 Finger puppets wearing each other's favorite outfits
7 Commemorative spoons
8 Nauga hyde furniture
9 Custom Chia pet in shape of spouse's head
10 Pickles
15 Paintings of sad clowns on velvet
20 1 yr membership to the Fruitcake of the month club
25 Star trek memorabilia
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The whole I can do and say whatever I want because I'm angry and YOU made me that way philosophy doesn't really work for me.
Oh, groan. Well, somebody should tell him that you're expected to demonstrate self-control in society at large and in friendship in particular. Somebody abdicating personal responsibility for their actions is very childish and absurd.
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And thanks!
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