Category: Personal

The joys of having a controversial story online somewhere

Day 1: “$character1 would never do that, there was too much violence and this would never happen in canon and blahdeebloodyblah.” – Signed, a reviewer. 

Day 2: “12 people left kudos and 5 users bookmarked your work.” – Signed, the archive.

Day 3: Rinse and repeat.

Meh

I was sure by now I’d become quite skilled at filtering out the ‘Happiness is a choice/Be grateful for everything/I’m an ableist twat who knows sod all about mental illness’ fuckwits before they could send me into a blind rage.

Alas… I just had to unfollow another one on Twitter. 

You know, I generally wouldn’t wish a deep clinical depression, anxiety disorder or post traumatic stress on anyone, but for that dim lot I’d gladly make an exception. Maybe then they’d finally get a clue.

They’re just bots anyway, right?

Either that or people simply cannot be arsed to read things.

Regardless; I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: krd.net is not for sale. 

Life as of now

Those sweltering hot summer days of 2016 where all you want to do is listen to Lana Del Rey and write fanfiction, and where sleep is but a vague memory.

Terrors

Scared to go back to sleep after Yet Another Nightmare.

A certain British actor/comedian/writer/TV personality I still admired and respected last week would probably call this ‘self pity’.

I have arrived. Or not.

This afternoon, it was brought to my attention by seventeen readers I didn’t know I still had, that one of my stories from 2007 has been plagiarised and reposted to The Pit — that would be fanfiction.net to the uniniated.

I don’t know whether to be angry or merely baffled. I also have to wonder: is the story really thát good or was Little Miss Copycat simply desperate?

Regardless. An abuse report has been filed. Hopefully the matter will be sorted soon.

Fünfundzwanzig

It appears I can finally study German again without being triggered or constantly reminded of that school and that teacher.

I’ll consider this a small victory, even if it took twenty-five years…